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Remy contemplated kissing him, but decided against it.

“...So you want me to work my magic faster, hm?”

"Oh my gosh, shut up and kiss me"

Emile kissed remy

Remy blushed brighter than a cherry, unable to hide his gay panic any longer. He was stunned, trying to swallow the fact that HIS CRUSH WAS KISSING HIM.

Emile was gonna regret everything in the morning but right now he wasn't thinking and didn't care. Not that this was meaningless, but he wasn't gonna gay panik until tomorrow

Remy pulled away for a moment, took a deep breath, then went back in and kissed Emile again, 5x more passionate than before. His hands traveled down Emile's sides.

Things are getting ✨funky ✨

(...i genuinely laughed at that line-)

Eventually, they had to pull away again.

"...H-Holy ..."

"Wow.."

"...Who knew you were so good at kissing?? And half-asleep too, d•mn..."

"I'm a lot better when I'm awake~"

Remy smirked.

"I hope I get to see what that's like~"

"I hope so too~"

Remy smiled.

"Alright, get to bed, you dork, let me do my job for once-"

"I don't wanna"

"Emile, trust me, get to sleep. The faster you do that, the faster you can kiss me again."