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You’re not equals. You never will be, and this is where you belong. On your knees as the sound of his belt buckle comes undone. Despite being undone, there’s no smell of decay. Instead, the scent of brandy, sea salt burning in your nose and melted sugar lingering on your tongue. The skin of his hip is cold under your tongue, and he fists your hair with a gasp.