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Anton slots himself against Sohee's back, and Sohee thinks that's it for the night before Anton’s hands drift under his sleep shirt. It's a mimicry of the position they were in at the fancon’s send off, where Sohee had struggled and pretended to get away and Anton had held him fast. He shudders bodily and he can feel Anton smother his laughter into his neck.
“I love it when you come on to me,” Anton tells him, voice full of sincerity. He thumbs over Sohee's nipples, letting out a delighted hum when Sohee pushes his chest into his hand. “It's so cute when you can't help yourself.”