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“Wanna fuck?”
Neikos freezes. Swallows. Mydei watches the shape of his curving throat as the chocolate makes its way down, and licks his bottom lip. Neikos’ hand is closed on the countertop, long, pale pianist fingers slowly unclenching, and he’s quiet.
When he moves, it’s as if he’s moving against time itself. He’s distorting the space between him and Mydei with silent footsteps, large strides. He stops on the side of the couch where Mydei’s head rests, and Mydei cranes his neck until he can meet Neikos’ eyes. He looks handsome even like this, most of his face hidden and upside down. Mydei smiles.
“You’re drunk,” Neikos says carefully.
“I’m not,” Mydei replies, and he isn’t, not really, but he’s starting to feel somewhat warm.