[ The mix of sweet wine and rich, sharp chocolate in his mouth--it's almost too much. A little time has passed, and he feels himself steadying, but he's still altogether much too loose-limbed and warm, much too unsure of his equilibrium.
In all things.
He glances at Gil as he licks frosting (silky, buttercream) off of his lips. ]
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In all things.
He glances at Gil as he licks frosting (silky, buttercream) off of his lips. ]
Enjoying yourself?