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“Oh, shit,” Trey said, looking down at a translucent blotch on his shirt.
“Is that my cum?” Kid asked.
“Yes.”
“Good. Now all those immortals can smell me on you and know to stay the fuck away.”
Treycore laughed.
Kid enjoyed that they could be playful, even after the news they’d received, even when all the fucking realms were coming to an end and they could die the next day trying to save them.
Kid took Treycore’s hand, and once again there was that spark—that passion between them. But it just reminded him that in order to spare the rest of the world, it might have been one of the last times he got to enjoy it.
