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This is what they are.
They fit together so well, it was uncanny. Their silences were rich and full with the weight of promise. Their conversations were a song, voices falling over one another, loud and discordant, soft and low. Jeremy’s inexorable rumble, James’ skipping enthusiasm a tumbling overlay.
What they are.
Jeremy, curving, long, sexy. James, taut as a wire. Both hard, both musical in their own right. Theirs is no longer an inharmonious cacophony, but rather a rising crescendo, playing off each other as always. James plucked, and Jeremy stroked, and they washed over one another in harmony.