Varick did not have that shred of comfort that came from knowing Cameron would want this. But Shannon was too compelling, and he knew that his mate would have wanted both of them to be happy. He had to take solace where he could find it, even if it came with a dose of apprehension.
The kiss was washing everything away though, and as long as he was connected to Shannon's body in such a way, he could let his brain stop working. Shannon was the sweetest shot of novocaine. As the kiss grew more intense, Varick lifted the smaller man up, urging him to wrap his legs around his waist and holding him there under the backs of his thighs. He liked the weight of him in his arms.
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