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Elijah giggles, staring at Sean through the pale liquid in his glass. He drops the glass to his chest, then raises it again, taking a sip. Closing his lips, he sinks forward and pushes his mouth against Sean's, letting the chilled liquor dribble carefully into Sean's mouth. A bit of it spills out the corners, Sean is grinning besides, but Elijah manages to empty a full swallow as they kiss. Sean lifts his drooping eyelids and licks his tongue along Elijah's bottom lip, extending the flavor. "You make the wine taste better," Sean says, against Elijah's mouth. Their noses brush. |