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And so, naturally, when Thanos takes a half-step closer, Nam-gyu nudges his head up to keep eye contact with him, gazing up through his lashes, wanton in a carefully practised manner, lips parted just a touch, his expression refined over the years because he's never been one to deny swaggering, flaunting narcissists a stroke to their ego. It's not in his nature. He inches his head closer. He can see the scorn in Thanos' eyes, and, fuck, if it doesn't go right to his dick.
There's not enough hesitation before Nam-gyu cranes his neck forward to meet Thanos' lips to imply that he was thinking about anything other than kissing him for the past twenty minutes.
Or;
There's a fine line between fighting and fucking, especially for Nam-gyu, who has never been very good at distinguishing between lust and hatred.
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- Part 3 of Thangyu