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... he grasped the situation, he shoved Theo’s shoulders hard.

"Hey! W-what are you doing...!"

But Theo barely budged—his solid frame was unmoved by the push. Instead, as if unfazed, he simply tightened his arms around Luke’s waist, tilting his head and pressing their lips together once more.

"Mm—!"

Luke tried to push him away again, even weakly thumping his fists against Theo’s shoulders. But rather than recoiling, Theo only held him tighter, pulling him firmly into ...

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