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“Fuck yeah,” Creed whisper-shouts, flipping himself over as Riley does the same.
They look like two predators eyeing me up, and I am their willing prey.
“C’mere, baby.” Riley hums as Creed leans over to place open mouthed kisses to his neck. “Let us show you just how real we are.”
And they do.
God,they do.
Because that’s exactly what we are.
What we always will be.
Real.
THE END
