Literature
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Oncie sighed contently to himself as he stretched and climbed out of bed, casting a look over his shoulder at his still-sleeping partner. He smiled softly. Greedy looked cute when he was asleep-all curled in on himself and blowing little spit bubbles. He Hunted around for something to wear and pulled on Greedy's pants over his pancake-patterned boxers. Perfect fit. Well, they were tailor-made for him, of course.
He walked out of the room and sat down on the couch, pulling out his knitting needles. It was manly-knitting time. He a half-finished green and pink striped scarf pooled into his lap. It was for his Greedy, of course. But he