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the tender skin in the crook of his elbows, the corded lines of his wrists.
    They sank to the floor in a slow-motion tumble, Rafael writhing and gasping beneath him. Tom licked, nipped, and nuzzled. He grew drunk with the taste of Rafael, intoxicated with the sound of his needy cries. And yes, Rafael did his best to stroke whatever parts of Tom he could reach, but that was almost irrelevant. Their nervous systems had been invisibly spliced, so when Tom sucked on a tightened nipple, his own body—like Rafael’s—responded with curled toes and frenzied thrusts.
    Tom worked his fingers and tongue down Rafael’s torso. Under such close examination, his skin wasn’t quite flawless. He had a few tiny scars, silvery and thin, and near his left hip a constellation of light freckles invited Tom to tickle and caress.
    When Tom slid his lips over the crown of Rafael’s cock, Rafael called out in a language like ringing bells. He was close; they both were, with Tom’s balls tucked up tight beneath his untouched cock.
    But Rafael made a strangled noise and pushed him away. “Please!” Earlier, his eyes had glowed, but now they blazed like tiny stars.
    Crouched on all fours, Tom licked his lips. “What do you want, Raf?”
    â€œI want to taste you too.”
    Tom wasn’t about to argue with that.
    They lay on their sides on the hard floor, each of them face to crotch. Much as Tom wanted to dive back in, he took his time. He mouthed Rafael’s hairless balls, licked at the crease between leg and body, tongued delicately at his perineum. An eager student, Rafael mirrored his lead. And when Tom finally put Rafael’s wet glans in his mouth and Rafael followed suit, they formed an infinite feedback loop of pleasure.
    Tom’s orgasm tore through him at the exact moment Rafael’s salty come flooded his mouth. Tom
felt
them both—his cock in Rafael’s mouth, Rafael’s cock inside him—and tasted them both as well. Every cell in his body blew apart, the particles floating through the ceiling and into the night sky. Still jolting with ecstasy, he came back together... transformed.
    Eventually they squirmed around to face the same direction, and Tom spooned Rafael. The floor wasn’t comfortable, yet they lay there a very long time, neither of them yet capable of coherent speech.
    After giving a drawn-out and satisfied sigh, Rafael pressed back against Tom. “That was... was....”
    â€œYeah.”
    Rafael wiggled his butt slightly. Tom’s dick was a bit oversensitized, but Rafael’s cheeks still felt really good against him. Then they were both still for a while, Tom holding Rafael tight.
    Finally, Tom kissed the nape of Rafael’s neck and then each of his wing scars in turn. “They didn’t grow back,” he said sadly.
    To his surprise, Rafael chuckled and then rolled around so their foreheads touched. “Was having sex with me your deepest longing?”
    â€œWell... it was really great sex. The best ever.”
    Rafael kissed his cheek. “But your heart’s desire?”
    Tom hesitated. If he couldn’t be honest now, with this particular person, wasn’t he pretty much doomed? “I want the whole shebang,” he admitted. “True love. Mushy pet names. Stupid in-jokes that annoy everyone else. Happily ever after.”
    The fire in Rafael’s eyes had diminished, but it was still there—a deep and comforting shine. “Do you think you could have those things with someone like me?”
    All the air whooshed out of Tom’s lungs. “I think I could,” he croaked.
    â€œGood. Because you know what? I want them too. And I’m pretty sure that if I had them, I wouldn’t give a damn about my wings.”
    â€œBut... how could you give up
wings
?”
    Rafael smiled and nuzzled at Tom’s cheek. “There’s more than one way to fly.”
    As they settled comfortably against