"I'm not calling you a kid. I'm calling you young. Because you are. You're a teenager." James got to his feet and walked over to Cepheus, pushing him against the wall and leaning down to kiss him for a long moment. "I love your personality," he whispered.
James's hand snuck under Cepheus's shirt. "Sometimes I forget you're the same age as my little brother. But I'm going to stop thinking about that right now and concentrate on getting into your pants instead."
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