Whatever, huh? I love it when you say that

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Alaric laughed and pressed a kiss to Raven's lips.

Raven rolled his eyes and sighed deeply, clearly annoyed by the kiss. He didn't really care for this ritual, but Alaric couldn't help himself. Those lips were too tempting to pass up.

Even though Raven was irritated, a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth, hinting at a hidden amusement despite his disapproval.

Alaric's hands drifted across Raven's chest, his fingers grazing his nipples through the cotton of his shirt, creating a teasing sensation.

"Mmm…," Raven murmured softly, his head resting on Alaric's thigh.

"Nice moan, I love it."

Raven seemed far more relaxed and accepting than the last time they were in this situation.