[ He knows that now. It helps him breathe each day. To keep going himself, so his beloved has his reason to fight.
Kexing lets himself be carried away by those perfect touches and kisses, lets his body show his love and desire for this wounded mate of his. It doesn't keep his little laugh from being any less shaky at that question. ]
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Kexing lets himself be carried away by those perfect touches and kisses, lets his body show his love and desire for this wounded mate of his. It doesn't keep his little laugh from being any less shaky at that question. ]
Yes. Anything, A-Xu.