[He's allowed, if he wants to. Elliot very much would appreciate it, but it's up to Sesa now. Not like Elliot won't make the choice super easy for him, when he leans down to capture Sesa's lips in a searing kiss, dragging his nails lightly along the Vouivre's jaw, and ending it in a sharp bite to his bottom lip.
He barely parts from Sesa, their lips centimetres apart, when he whispers:]
Did you think of me when you were liplocked with them?
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He barely parts from Sesa, their lips centimetres apart, when he whispers:]
Did you think of me when you were liplocked with them?