[M] when my dreams shattered.
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He felt warmed by the wine, and after several more drinks its bitterness seemed to subside. He felt relaxed and calm, like he could say anything. It was strange, the kind of thing he'd felt only in a few of his dreams. Lucifer gave his own reasons for drinking, and for the first time Kansas pitied the male. He knew very little about what had gone on between Deuce and Lucifer, but the dark male was really pained about whatever that was. Kansas' bright eyes jerked toward Naniko, and he closed them contentedly, listening to her pretty voice. "I'd love to,"
was his response to her invitation, and he slid up onto the loveseat, so close to her that their legs touched slightly.



"Jazz... Huh, I don't really know. It does sound funny though." He laughed a little, then looked over at Naniko. She was so beautiful. He felt desire for her like he never had before, and with the wine in his system this didn't seem so horrible, like it usually did.

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