[Theo's chest heaves with heavy breaths and he looks down at Harry, eyes low-lidded but enamored with him. He wants to just collapse right on top of him, fall into his arms in the midst of a mess and lay there indefinitely. Instead he sits for a moment longer, moving slowly to brace his hands on Harry's abdomen so as he lifts up onto his knees he feels him slide out of him slowly. Feels the way he leaks down his leg just as quickly, biting his tongue and cheekily looking up at Harry so he sees too.]
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