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*MATURE CONTENT*
Cyril’s eyes darkened with an intensity that Theo had never seen before. 
With a swift, graceful motion, he grabbed Theo by the shoulders and threw him onto the bed. Theo landed with a soft thud, his heart racing in anticipation as he watched Cyril approach, a predatory grace in his movements. 
Cyril’s body loomed over Theo’s naked body, his gaze never leaving Theo’s face. He bent down, capturing Theo’s lips in a kiss that was unlike any they had shared before. This kiss was tender, filled with a depth of emotion that took Theo by surprise.
Cyril’s lips moved slowly, sensually against Theo’s, as if savoring every moment. 
Theo’s mind reeled. They had kissed countless times before, but never like this. Cyril's tenderness was intoxicating, a stark contrast to his usual dominating demeanor. 
Theo felt his body respond to the gentle caress of Cyril’s lips, a soft moan escaping him as Cyril’s hands cradled his face. 
Cyril broke the kiss, his lips trailing down to Theo’s chin and then to his neck. He planted butterfly kisses along the sensitive skin, each one sending shivers down Theo’s spine.
Theo gasped, his fingers clutching at the sheets as Cyril’s mouth found a particularly sensitive spot. 
Cyril’s kisses moved lower, his lips brushing against Theo’s collarbone. The sensation was electric, sending Theo into a haze of pleasure.
He felt as though he was floating on a cloud, his mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations that Cyril was eliciting with each kiss. 
Cyril’s mouth found its way back to Theo’s neck, his kisses growing more insistent as he discovered Theo’s sweet spot. Theo’s breath hitched, a low moan escaping his lips as Cyril’s tongue flicked over the sensitive skin. 
He felt his body arching into Cyril’s touch, desperate for more. 
Cyril’s hands roamed over Theo’s hips, caressing and messaging them, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him as he raised his hips to find any kind of friction. Theo’s moans grew louder, Cyril’s finger reached the crack near his hole. He put pressure there enough to elicit lewd sound from him. 
Theo was losing his breath as Cyril continued to use his lips and hands but never really touching him where he desperately wanted to be touched. 
Theo’s hands found their way to Cyril’s shoulders, clutching at the fabric of his bath robe as he surrendered to the sensations. 
“M-my Lord.” Theo stuttered. 
“Shush! Take all what I am giving to you, Babyboy.” 
Cyril’s kisses grew more passionate, more urgent as he moved back to Theo’s lips, capturing them in a kiss as his other hand went to Theo’s neck putting enough pressure there. 
Theo’s moans filled the room that Cyril was drawing from him. He was a blabbering mess. 
“Let go.” Cyril’s command whispered. 
And he did. 
The chants of ‘My Lord’ spilled from Theo’s lips in a breathless whisper, a prayer and a plea all at once. Tears stained his cheeks, his body shuddering with the force of he came undone.
They lay together in the aftermath, their bodies entwined, as Theo was still trying to settle down his irregular breathing. 
Theo realized that it’s the first ever time that his Lord didn’t cum. Today’s just about him and there is a long night. 
Cyril's hand found Theo's, their fingers intertwining in a silent promise of all that was to come. 
“Let’s have some dinner. I don’t want to tire you out on empty stomach.”
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Hi. A very short chapter today. I just wanted to update on the final ship but didn't want to do it without any chapter update. So here it is. My very first attempt at mature writing in this category. I am not much confident about it. I hope it's somewhat okay.
About the winning ship
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It's CyrilxTheoxHarry
I hope that those who didn't vote for this option, will find it tolerable enough to continue the story.
Till the next update
Byebye~