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    “Field first aid, Buck. Saliva’s a coagulant, don’t you remember that?” He takes the yoke—Gale’s chin, fit into the web between Bucky’s thumb and forefinger, because Gale doesn’t ever say don’t when Bucky touches him. “No squirmin’, alright? I’ll be quick,” he repeats for clarity, haunches spread for grounding and getting him closer. Angling, on target, nearer to Gale’s face and not missing how it tilts like half a head shake; not missing how his eyes pitch off into the dark, sights down the muzzled hallway.

    Bucky’s gentle, methodical. It’s a hand steadying Gale’s chin, and curling in close, and a long clean lick up the seam burst on his face—skin of an over-ripened plum, soft and surrendering with pre-rot, early ferment splitting it neat and natural and full.

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    a Buck/Bucky cannibal romance.

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