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Seigi leans back against him, head falling to rest on a shoulder. "Is this… okay? Just for a minute."
He had been joking earlier, when he ran his mouth in front of a customer. He only meant to agree that Richard was so beautiful just being in his presence is enough to soothe any ache. To heal all ailments.
He didn't intend to suggest that he could go running into Richards arms as he pleases for a recharge. That was difficult to imagine. But…
This feels nice. Maybe he could get away with it.

















