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"Erm." Rooftops, he thought distantly, weren't conducive to comfort. But she was kissing him, her hands tugging at the hair on the back of his head.
So he allowed himself to get distracted, sliding his hands down her back to cup her and hold her against him.
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"I believe there was a mention of Leningrad and a telephone booth?"
"Erm." Rooftops, he thought distantly, weren't conducive to comfort. But she was kissing him, her hands tugging at the hair on the back of his head.
So he allowed himself to get distracted, sliding his hands down her back to cup her and hold her against him.
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"I believe there was a mention of Leningrad and a telephone booth?"