Miles groaned down into the kiss. He shouldn't have been the one feeling dizzy, but the feel of Phoenix's hands on him, and that friction between them was enough to make his head spin.
He broke away only to trail kisses up the curve of Phoenix's jaw and let his tongue trace the shell of his ear, and breathed out what was more of a stream of consciousness than a fully formed thought: "I...love you, want you..."
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He broke away only to trail kisses up the curve of Phoenix's jaw and let his tongue trace the shell of his ear, and breathed out what was more of a stream of consciousness than a fully formed thought: "I...love you, want you..."