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he did plan on being polite, on treating ezreal * right and letting him take the lead ..
but yone can't resist those lips.
head dips down properly, 'n lips catch ezreal's in a fierce kiss — arms pinning him to yone's chest. * 🌀
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yone doubts that. a hand drifts up to run fingers through ezreal's hair, while the other squeezes his hip again.
“ i do have * some ideas. ” he purrs, leaning down closer to ezreal's face ..
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a quiet hum, and hands drift down to the other man's hips.
“ it hasn't been * that long .. ” a small squeeze. “ though .. i suppose i missed you. ”
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