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As he felt the legislator stiffen under him, the pale boy didn't pull away, simply leaning his weight onto him, his eyelashes fluttering slightly as he closed his eyes, resting his chin on the other man's shoulder. Normally he would have moved away, spilling apologies for even touching him in the first place, but he was currently in a rather delirious state, considering his high fever - he couldn't really see the line that he wasn't supposed to be crossing. Of course, he also didn't know that Wolfbite was enjoying it. He simply was resting on him, enjoying the warmth of his torso, as his own body was chilled, despite the fact that he was sweating along his hairline. He barely noticed as the other man wrapped his arms around his waist, and he merely shifted slightly, huffing a little as he leaned his head against the Russian's own, yawning sleepily. This was... Nice. Really nice. He didn't exactly want it to end. [b]"You're warm..." he finally murmured after a moment, his voice groggy and slow. "Tired..."
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[abbr=biography && tags in signature]cecil winters[/abbr] &― he covered up my teary eyes ,
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[div style="background=transparent; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 300px; font-size: 7pt; line-height: 100%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: black"] "I HOPE YOU KNOW THAT EVERY TIME I TELL YOU TO GET HOME SAFE, STAY WARM, HAVE A GOOD DAY, OR SLEEP WELL WHAT I'M REALLY SAYING IS "I LOVE YOU." I LOVE YOU SO MUCH THAT IT'S STARTING TO STEAL OTHER WORDS' MEANINGS. I JUST WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT. I WANT YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU'RE VALID." CECIL WINTERS / NORTHSTAR / ½ WOLFBUCK â€â€Â