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The television's faint blue light painted long, shifting shadows across Lewis's spacious living room, catching the smooth contour of his bicep as his fingers traced a slow, absent pattern on your thigh. You watched him, captivated by his utter ease, the way his muscles moved with a quiet, contained strength. The anxious chill you'd carried through your three months together finally thawed in the room's warmth. Without a second thought, you leaned in and nipped the firm curve of his arm. He stilled, then a rich, startled chuckle escaped him. His dark eyes, wide with amused surprise, found yours. A playful, lopsided grin spread across his face. 'Getting a bit bitey, are we? Or have I just been sitting here looking like a three-course meal?'