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ronnie -- so plain a name for so fascinating a figure. samothes does not blink at the sudden proximity, the only indication he's been startled the hitch of his voice and the quickening of his pulse. he is close enough to steal another kiss and yet he doesn't, feeling for the first time a flickering of fear within him (and oh that is a delicious thing indeed.)

he swallows. "ronnie," the rasp already fading from his voice, "how have things turned out for you?"