Nyx tugged at Hex's shirt, wanting it gone, needing it gone.
"I am yours then. I am yours, Hex," he whispered, finally yanking the other man's shirt off and over his head.
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Date: 2024-01-20 12:10 am (UTC)Nyx tugged at Hex's shirt, wanting it gone, needing it gone.
"I am yours then. I am yours, Hex," he whispered, finally yanking the other man's shirt off and over his head.