Reid flopped down on the bed, naked, sweaty and spent. Curling his body, he brushed his lips against Luke’s shoulder and sighed. “Thank you,” he said. “I needed that.”
Luke smiled shyly, but with a knowing glint in his eye. “You’re welcome.” He brushed Reid’s hair off his forehead. “You know though…you didn’t have to make up having a bad day
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Oh, Wifey, I've missed you and the way your fics torture me. :D
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And torture!? When have I ever done such a thing!!!??
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Hah. I distinctly recall threatening you with divorce if you had Nuke get married - and YOU MARRIED THEM ANYWAY. :D
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Aww, sad Luke icon! :(
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Great chapter by the way :)
But omffffggg
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Ron! <3
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Did you register for Pottermore?
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If Prewitt doesn't make it...it'll be just as bad as the train.
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