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She kissed his face, and he did not recoil from her touch. She was perhaps the only person who he would accept such tenderness from. Once, that had been Towhee; but having burned that bridge and moved away from the ashes, Reyes had found someone better.

He drew close enough to kiss her neck, to burrow against her. Their shared scent filled the cavern. The furs that lined the floor were abandoned, cold, old things; but he did not care, as he directed her body down to them, intent to have her here in this space.