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Enid kisses you like she’s starving, lips soft but hungry, long sharp nails scraping lightly at your back. Bruno’s behind you, hesitant for only a second before his hands settle on your hips, grounding you. You’re caught between them, their warmth pressing in until your whole body feels like it’s burning. Enid laughs into your mouth, breathless, when Bruno finally leans in, his lips ghosting along your neck. It’s clumsy, it’s desperate, but god it feels good—messy kisses, tangled fingers, heat everywhere. You don’t know who pulls who closer, but you know none of you are letting go :)
















