Logan was internally screaming. More. More, more more. He wanted his lips against Janus’s again, or perhaps Remus’s. He felt confused and dazed, but also in perfect range for Remus to kiss him...
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Logan squeaked. More kisses. More, more, more. He was stunned, even when Remus pulled away. He stumbled backwards. He was sweating, his heart was beating faster, he felt lightheaded.
“...I-I feel as if I am malfunctioning-“ he said, with a voice crack or two.
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“Can a magician kill a man by magic?” Lord Wellington asked Strange.
Strange frowned. He seemed to dislike the question. “I suppose a magician might,” he admitted, “but a gentleman never could.” — Susanna Clarke, Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell