Jude dipped his head down to press his face against Beckett's shoulder, and he smiled as he inhaled the older man's scent. Beckett always managed to smell good, even after long days and tough cases. He turned his head to the side and pressed his mouth against the curve of Beckett's neck as a quiet sigh escaped him.
"I've been thinking about this all day long," he admitted softly.
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