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Sobieski was sitting on the ground behind the mess hall, watching the night sky, but he turned his gaze to Decker as he appeared around the corner. Sobieski chuckled and stood up. ”Look who finally got the hint!”
Decker crossed his arms and raised an eybrow. ”Yeah, ’I dream about fucking your made-up sister’ isn’t exactly what I’d call subtle.”
”Just trying to make you jealous.” Sobieski stepped closer and grinned. ”Would you rather I fucked you instead?”
”I’m here, aren’t I?”
Then they both moved at the same time, growling softly before their lips met in a rough kiss.