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"Had I known you'd really been waiting on me for so long, I would have gotten off earlier," he chuckled against the shorter hairs at Fallax's temple, remembering the increasingly intimate selfies that were sent to him to his personal number while he'd been in the office. It had been nearly two hours since then, and Rey was certainly just as impatient as his younger lover. He gave a gentle press of those fingers between the cleft of Fallax's cheeks, his kisses still warm and slow as he guided them down his mate's cheek to his lips. "I've missed you so much this week..."











