When Oliver broke the kiss to drag in a breath, he didn't go far, still clinging to Sam. He licked his mouth—Sam still tasted the same, thank God—and studied Sam's face, chest heaving. Then, slowly, he raised one hand and pressed the palm over Sam's eyes, covering them, and studied him some more.
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Date: 2019-04-10 11:34 pm (UTC)"I can go with this," he decided.