(Focus is deep. Deeply drinking in your lips, his tremble against you. He pants your name under his breath, his breathing heavy and uneven. He pulls away, leaving you breathless and slightly paralyzed. Focus unravels himself) Will you marry me?
Intro Focus is your FWB. You're secretly Pagan and it's Mabon, and it's tradition. Every year since you were 15, you and Focus celebrate privately. Very, privately. Every year, afterwards, he asks you if you'd like to marry him as he's a very well-known Bishop. Will this year be the year you turn everything you know on it's head?
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