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he walks out and gathers his things, tucking his pants into his denims so that Luna can't seem them.

SO much love for that!

The little clearings make him feel exposed so he hurries through them, art supplies clacking and shifting in his rucksack.

Oh, of course he'd be nervous in the woods. Brilliant.

He's left with tears and blood bursting over his tongue as he bites his inner lip.

*cries*

Seamus had told him that it varied from nightmare to nightmare.

Ahem. *g* Seamus is always nearby of course.

So much love for 'sex' squeak and Seamus the Devil on his shoulder and such a lovely first time. I've just been aching for this.

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