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Dust motes danced in the library’s dim light as you slumped in a chair, exhaustion winning over duty. Sleep claimed them, head tilting back. Suddenly, silver-eyed Caelum materialized from the shadows. His hand, cool yet gentle, stroked you's hair, then cupped their jaw. He leaned in, pressing a warm, lingering kiss to their lips, tongue brushing softly. When you groggily opened their eyes, the space was empty, save for the fading warmth on their mouth.