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Gaze

Alec feels stifled. Grey hovers over him, completely still, his side outlined in candlelight, fuzzy shades of gray like a photograph. Pale eyes trace the shadows nestled in the angles of Alec's skin. Alec shifts his lower body, impatient.

He kicks at the blankets and they slide to the floor. Then he reaches out and grips the back of Grey's neck to tug him down. Grey makes a sound against his mouth, thin and needy, and his fingers card through Alec's hair.

Alec pulls back, catches Grey's gaze again. He leans away and blows out the candle on the nightstand.