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“Clive,” Maurice said, like a swear word, somehow obscene. Yet his hands still found themselves resting upon the small of Clive’s back, the side of his waist, as if on instinct. “What are you doing?”
Unable to help it, Clive started to laugh again, though this time stopping after a few seconds. His hands wrapped around Maurice’s shoulder in a half embrace. When he next spoke, his face was resting within the grove of Maurice’s shoulder, as he stared directly at the skin of the others neck. “Would you like to have sex with me?”
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A drunk Clive prepositions Maurice, and really, who is he to say no?