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Remy's been around
by PEJA
Remy's been around.
You can tell by looking at him. He's a charmer, would be even without his little extra push. Folks flock to him, seek him out for just a smile, the brush of a hand. A soft secret laugh after...
Oh, yeah. Remy's been around.
And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Not when I know it's me he'll be coming home to. Not when I know his lips are only for me.
Not when he spreads himself out on our silk-sheeted bed, his red eyes aflame, and reaches out his arms to take me home.