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Version 3.1 Spoilers!
Phainon comes to a halt in the middle of Mydei’s back, his breath ghosting over the last bit of skin his lips had touched, a palm’s width below the points of his shoulder blades right at the center of his back. Right over the tenth thoracic vertebrae.
“Here then.” Phainon says, his fingers drawing a slow circle where his lips just were.
Mydei shudders at the touch–the way it makes his skin tingle. “Yes.”
Neither of them says it aloud, but they both know what Phainon means: His only weak point, the one thing that makes him as mortal as any man.
“I'll remember,” Phainon says, placing another kiss against Mydei’s back. “Not to strike but to shield you.”
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Phainon and Mydei say their goodbyes in the privacy of Phainon’s bedroom instead.