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Nicolò's love for Yusuf did not ache. Love did not wrap itself around his throat and squeeze, or pierce through his heart like a dagger striking true. It was gentle and warm against his cheek, like a warm breeze on a summer morning, and it was soft between his fingers, like freshly sheared wool. He was not drunk off of their love, for it did not cloud his vision or leave his head pained in the morning. It was a bottle of wine, filling his chest with warmth and his mouth with the taste of rich, red grapes. It was not a banquet, there was no room for gluttony in their love. It was bread, kneaded and baked with care and love, and eaten with that very same reverence.
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- Part 3 of Omegaverse Immortal Husbands