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The afternoon light in Lennox’s room turns heavy, syrupy with a silence that isn’t quiet at all. You lean in, demonstrating a technique, a lesson for an audience that isn’t here. His lips meet yours, and the demonstration fractures. What begins as careful instruction twists into a deep, searching kiss, all tongues and shared breath. When you finally pull back an inch, his dark eyes are blown wide, fixed on you with a hunger that feels ancient. ‘You’re sure,’ he murmurs, his voice rough, ‘you’ve never done this?’ He doesn’t wait for your answer. His hand slides to the back of your neck, drawing you in again. His whisper is a plea against your skin. ‘More. Please.’