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Hands instinctively draws towards the younger one's waist, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. A low chuckle is heard of Chris as he pulls away, rubbing his beard against the side of Piers' face. “Love you.” He murmurs.
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Piers lifted his hands to hold Chris's face, palming his cheeks and squeezing them to pull him close—sealing their lips together for a long time. "Mhm." He murmured, biting the Captain's lower lip.