( alec has had a difficult time finding worth in himself, magnus knows. not only because he's familiar with the effects of being raised as a shadowhunter, or because he understands how one's own sexuality can feel like a failure, but also because he imagines maryse lightwood to not have been the kindest, most loving mother.
not that he knows anything about that. what he does know is that the more nurturing you are, the better the people under your wing.
part of magnus' happiness with alec is seeing this wonderful man grow from the weight of all this and choose himself and learn to be all the great things he can be.
enough that he makes comments like that, that tiny smirk so visible to magnus. he feels another overpowering pang of fondness. he plays along, slightly overdoing his surprise and suggestion. )
Oh, well, if you want to practice... I volunteer. ( cheeky as ever. )
( The comment alone was enough to make his breath catch in his throat. Alec had never been affected by anyone like he was with Magnus. A look, a touch was enough to drive him crazy. Magnus had to know what he did to him but Alec tried to play it off, not that Magnus couldn’t read him like an open book. )
I don’t know...There’s a long line of volunteers just throwing themselves at the opportunity.
( magnus could read him fairly easily, but he didn't intend to be tormenting about it. just playful, as a lot of their moments have been. )
A long line, you say? They might all find themselves in Aruba, suddenly. ( he lets go of alec's hand and moves his fingers in the same way he tends to summon magic to his hand, though none comes. just a little demonstration! goodbye, volunteers who are not him! magnus, of course, looks perfectly innocent. )
Aruba? ( Alec raises an eyebrow in question. ) You’re too nice.
( He laughs as he so rarely does but he finds himself laughing more and more when he’s with Magnus. He reaches out, grasping Magnus’ hand, stopping him mid demonstration. )
I think we can work something out. Maybe something that doesn’t involve you sending people to a tropical island.
( With that he pulls Magnus to him, this couch be damned. It’s awkward but he’s determined and maybe a little overzealous which results in Magnus spilling partway into his lap. Real graceful, Alec. Not that he was complaining by any means. )
( seeing alec laugh like that is such a delight. it makes magnus' heart happy, makes him proud, makes him laugh too. he remembers alec when they'd first met, how serious and stoic he was. he's still that, but there are moments like these, when it's the two of them, and magnus treasures them. )
How about the bottom of the Grand Canyon? The Sahara? ( he's taken on his innocence incarnate tone again, and lets out a soft chuckle when he gets pulled so determinedly and ends up half in alec's lap. )
Eager. ( he teases, readjusting himself so he's actually in alec's lap proper. ) There. Better.
( it's a bit incredible how quickly the thoughts plaguing him moments ago have evaporated. they're re-established that they're choosing each other in spite of the world giving them all these reasons this might be too hard. how could he not be happy? no one's done that for him before, and he's never wanted it so much with anyone. )
I’m always eager when it comes to you. ( He doesn’t mind being teased, not about this, he knows Magnus wouldn’t have it any other way.
Alec’s hands drop to Magnus’ waist, resting firm on his hips, holding him there in Alec’s lap. Magnus’ face is inches away and the sudden close proximity makes it hard to think straight. What were they talking about? Oh right, Alec’s many suitors. The thought was laughable. )
The Sahara? Now we’re talking. I think I can work you into my schedule. ( He teases, mouth curved up mischievously. All thoughts and worries from earlier melted away. All he could think about was now, the weight of Magnus in his lap, anchoring him to this moment, the teasing glint in his boyfriend’s eyes and the overwhelming desire to kiss him senseless. If someone asked him what happiness was he would say it was this moment right here. )
( magnus' hands settle on alec's shoulders for now, thumbs stroking at the fabric. there's a lot of strength in these shoulders, and with every touch magnus hopes to lessen the weight of the burden they've carried for so long.
he thinks it's working, little by little, when alec responds to the playfulness with such ease. it's always been oddly easy, between them. their back and forth feels comfortable, and magnus relishes every exchange. they were both sorely lacking in the happiness they bring to each other's lives. )
I like the sound of that. Eagerness and fitting me into your busy schedule. ( he can kind of tell alec wants to kiss him, and magnus does too, but rather than go for it, teases him a little further by only looking down at his lips, once, twice, another time. ) What's on the agenda for tonight?
( Alec should have known Magnus would tease him back. He always gives as good as he gets. It’s one of the many things Alec loves about him.
He was always amazed how Magnus got him. He seemed to understand Alec like no one ever has. And even after seeing the worst parts of him, Magnus somehow still wants to be with him. He’s never once judged him or asked him to change. Magnus seems to be the only person who doesn’t want Alec to be someone he’s not.
No matter what happens, Magnus would always be the best choice he’s ever made. )
Hmm... ( He gives Magnus’ hips a squeeze. Alec leans in, crowding into Magnus’ space, lips barely brushing. But even that light touch lights a fire under Alec’s skin. )
( it's not even a kiss, but it's enough for magnus' hands to momentarily tighten on alec's shoulders. he hums, as if thoughtful, still playing along. )
Maybe you should consider yourself booked. ( one hand moves to cup alec's neck, his thumb working over the line of his jaw. some of the playfulness fades from his face to be replaced with fond wonder. he often wonders how he got so lucky, or how a man like alec even exists. as handsome as he is, his heart is the most beautiful magnus has ever encountered.
his desire to kiss alec grows enough that he discards the teasing, guiding alec's face at the perfect angle to close the space between their lips and kiss him softly. it always feels incredible, like little fireworks under his skin, like a million butterflies in his stomach, but at the same time like the sea returning to a still calmness rendering it as flat and peaceful as a mirror.
when magnus kisses alec, it's a magic that lights him up and makes him feel at complete peace. )
( Alec sighs, lips parting as he melts into the kiss. HIs hands work their way under Magnus' shirt, fingers splayed against the warm, bare skin of Magnus' abdomen, his sides, his hips. He wants to explore and memorize every inch of him as if they have all the time in the world.
He shifts forward, deepening the kiss and a quiet moan falls unbidden from his lips. He can't even be embarrassed about it because all he can think about is Magnus, the way he feels, the way he tastes. Alec can't get enough.
All he wants to do is make Magnus feel as good as Magnus makes him feel. )
God... ( He's breathless when he breaks the kiss, but just for a moment, just long enough to catch his breath, get his racing pulse under control. ) You are.... ( Amazing? That didn't seem to be enough. Alec can't even finish the thought, he can barely think. )
( alec has such an effect on magnus. it's shocking how powerful every touch becomes, how warm fingers at his skin feel feverishly hot, how the way alec surges into the kiss and deepens it and magnus' breath is knocked right out of him. he doesn't stop kissing him, hand shifting back to tangle in his alec's hear, fingers curling and uncurling there, a repetitive motion as he lets a sound escape him in turn.
it's obvious he's as breathless as alec when they pull away, obvious he's sharing the very same thought. his eyes are golden and shimmery now, and he doesn't even realize, doesn't even think to hide, knows he doesn't need to at all.
fingers find purchase in the fabric over alec's ribs, pulling at his shirt while keeping his eyes on him. there's intensity there, but a lot less of the playfulness. just desire and awe. he wants to touch alec too, skin to skin, nothing in their way. )
Speak for yourself, ( it's a low whisper, and there's a fond smile on his lips before his pushing his hands up along alec's chest slowly and bunching his shirt up on the way. before going further, he kisses alec again, lips parted, aiming to kiss into his mouth so slowly it makes him melt. alec doesn't need words. alec gets it, and feels the same. )
( He chuckles, a low rumble deep in his chest and he's smiling into the kiss. Being with Magnus is so easy especially when everything else in his life seems to be so hard. They can laugh and smile even now and Alec may not have any past relationship experience but he thinks that means something. No matter what the outside world throws at them, this can never be taken away.
Alec's hands slip from under Magnus' shirt to assist in removing his own shirt and he has to break the kiss to get it off. He reluctantly pulls away only long enough to tug the fabric up and over his head, dropping it somewhere on the couch next to them. He's struck again by how breathtaking Magnus is, especially when he's not hiding his Warlock mark and Alec is struck with such overwhelming love for this man again. He trusts Alec enough to not hide who he really is around him anymore. His chest feels tight and he's dizzy with adoration. Alec knows how hard it is for Magnus to let his guard down but Alec thinks Magnus is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, especially like this.
This time when Alec kisses Magnus, it's so slow and sensual it's as if he wants to take him apart with kisses alone. ) Your turn.... ( He breathes, reaching blindly for the hem of Magnus' shirt and tugs. He needs to feel Magnus' skin against his. He wants, no, needs to be closer. )
( magnus' lips quirk into a little smile at the tugging on his shirt, and he presses a brief kiss to alec's lips, then seems caught up just as he pulls away and goes in for another. and a third as his hands take hold of the hem of his shirt, pulling it up. he breaks away to have enough room to pull it over his shoulders and discard it aside, tossing it over his shoulder.
then he's kissing alec again, both hands holding his boyfriend's face, one thumb stroking his cheeks and fingertips of the other hand back in his hair.
it doesn't last long, because his then begin to roam. a palm against the curl of a neck. a light drag of fingernails over a bicep. a finger that stops over the memorized location of a rune and traces it. he can't get enough of this. he doesn't want to think about ever having to, is not thinking about anything right now but the present. that's how he wants their life to be. he wants them to live their here and now to the fullest.
ringed fingers reach lower, this time latching onto alec's belt and giving it a tug, asking for silent permission. )
( Once Magnus' shirt is off, Alec wastes no time getting his hands are on him. His hands roam over his chest, his sides, the hard lines of his back. He can't get enough. His fingertips ghost over the curve of Magnus' throat, finding purchase in his hair. Magnus didn't need magic to turn Alec's world upside down. He's dizzy with Magnus' touch, drunk on the taste of him. And he'll always want more.
Magnus' own hands are like electricity on his skin. Alec feels like the air before a thunderstorm, charged and electric, too hot and humming with anticipation. He feels more alive like this than he ever has in battle.
When Magnus tugs on his belt all Alec can manage is a breathless ) Please... ( against Magnus' lips. Alec may be a powerful Shadowhunter, but he was all but defenseless when it came to Magnus Bane. )
( alec is doing such a good job at getting magnus riled up. the clear need in every touch, the appreciation of his hands all over his body, it's like all the energy of a lightning storm gathering, crackling. the breathlessness doesn't help, causing a hot spike under his skin. he loves every part of alec, but loves him like this too. it's like he can never get enough, it's like he's never had enough and for too long been deprived of this sort of affection, of this sort of intimacy, of this sort of love. magnus secretly makes it his mission to fill alec's life with it completely.
making quick work of alec's belt, he tugs it out of it's loops and tosses it aside. the buckle clinks against the coffee table and magnus hardly hears it over the sound of alec's zipper as he slides it down. he scoots back on alec's lap a little, giving more room for his hand, but his face hovers close to alec's. close enough that their breath mingles and magnus kisses alec again, needing to taste him, fingertips sliding from alec's belly button to the waistband of his underwear. he runs his palm over the fabric, touching alec through it, and lets out a little appreciative sound.
he, too, can't get enough of alec. can't get enough of how he feels, of how it feels to be this close to him, for their lips to fit just right and how it feels to be allowed to touch him like this and make him feel so good, to show him the kind of attention and love and pleasure he deserves.)
( Alec inhales sharply, breath caught in his throat and he's thankful for Magnus' solid weight on his lap, pinning him to the couch or he would have embarrassed himself by bucking into Magnus' hand. He was so incredibly turned on, it already felt like too much and not enough at the same time. He was hypersensitive to every touch, every caress. God, if a demon didn't get him first Magnus was gonna be the death of him.
Realizing that Magnus still has way too many clothes on, his hands find their way to Magnus' belt, fingernails lightly dragging down the curve of Magnus' back as they go. In Alec's eagerness, he fumbles with the buckle and begrudgingly has to break away from the kiss to get the belt off. Once it's out of the way, he makes quick work of the rest, unzipping Magnus' pants with ease. )
Off. ( He laughs, mostly at himself, as he tugs helplessly on the hem of Magnus' pants. He would never get them off with them positioned like this. )
Isn't there some kind of magic for this? (He grins, joking of course. He's perfectly happy undressing Magnus the old fashioned way. )
( magnus laughs softly at alec's tugging, reaching with his free hand to touch his wrist and let his fingers trail up his arm. he presses a kiss against his lips, a quick one, breathy and filled with laughter. )
There is.
( alec can be so sweet, even in the heat of the moment it fills magnus' heart with love and makes him almost giggle against his lips some more. not a lot of people can boast making him laugh like this, especially not as turned on as he is currently is. the feel of alec beneath his palm...
it's distracting enough that when he raises a hand and snaps his fingers, they both end up naked. magnus had intended to discard his pants without having to move away from alec, so he lets out a surprised chuckle, pressing his forehead against alec's. )
Oops, ( he whispers, blatantly not apologetic at all, blatantly gleeful. )
[ by the way, did you want to play this out? i’m completely fine with whatever you want! i just didn’t want to monopolize your time or do anything you’re uncomfortable with! we can stop anytime or keep playing it out :) ]
[ i got the notif for the tag on my phone and thought i'd message you once i could before tagging back to see if you were wanting to keep it going and then i saw this before i could!! i appreciate this a lot, thank you for checking in ;u; i'm good to keep going, this thread has been great and magnus really wants to love on his boyfriend now after that rollercoaster AND THEY DESERVE IT TBH ]
[ if this thread reaches a natural wrapping/ending point we can let it end, btw! i'm ok with continuing it too, just wanted to say i would love to do more stuff with you if you'd like sometime. i can hit you up on bakerstreet again or if you have specific things you wanna do we can talk about that :> ]
[ That’s fine with me! I was gonna say that too! I would love to do more stuff with you! Definitely feel free to hit me up on bakerstreet and I’m always up to playing out specific things if there’s anything you wanna do! I love angst, fluff really anything :D ]
[ HMMM. there's lots of things i'd love to do, especially as i'm still trying to get a handle on magnus! we could do something post 2.18 if you'd like angst? maybe their paths cross or alec tries to call & text magnus. or something cute and domestic like them hanging out and then magnus kind of implying... alec could stay over... more often. maybe every night. if he wanted. 8) im gonna be mostly internet-less this weekend but if you want something like that i can write you a starter before i go, or if you have some top levels you can link me and i can hit them up :D ]
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not that he knows anything about that. what he does know is that the more nurturing you are, the better the people under your wing.
part of magnus' happiness with alec is seeing this wonderful man grow from the weight of all this and choose himself and learn to be all the great things he can be.
enough that he makes comments like that, that tiny smirk so visible to magnus. he feels another overpowering pang of fondness. he plays along, slightly overdoing his surprise and suggestion. )
Oh, well, if you want to practice... I volunteer. ( cheeky as ever. )
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I don’t know...There’s a long line of volunteers just throwing themselves at the opportunity.
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A long line, you say? They might all find themselves in Aruba, suddenly. ( he lets go of alec's hand and moves his fingers in the same way he tends to summon magic to his hand, though none comes. just a little demonstration! goodbye, volunteers who are not him! magnus, of course, looks perfectly innocent. )
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( He laughs as he so rarely does but he finds himself laughing more and more when he’s with Magnus. He reaches out, grasping Magnus’ hand, stopping him mid demonstration. )
I think we can work something out. Maybe something that doesn’t involve you sending people to a tropical island.
( With that he pulls Magnus to him, this couch be damned. It’s awkward but he’s determined and maybe a little overzealous which results in Magnus spilling partway into his lap. Real graceful, Alec. Not that he was complaining by any means. )
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How about the bottom of the Grand Canyon? The Sahara? ( he's taken on his innocence incarnate tone again, and lets out a soft chuckle when he gets pulled so determinedly and ends up half in alec's lap. )
Eager. ( he teases, readjusting himself so he's actually in alec's lap proper. ) There. Better.
( it's a bit incredible how quickly the thoughts plaguing him moments ago have evaporated. they're re-established that they're choosing each other in spite of the world giving them all these reasons this might be too hard. how could he not be happy? no one's done that for him before, and he's never wanted it so much with anyone. )
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Alec’s hands drop to Magnus’ waist, resting firm on his hips, holding him there in Alec’s lap. Magnus’ face is inches away and the sudden close proximity makes it hard to think straight. What were they talking about? Oh right, Alec’s many suitors. The thought was laughable. )
The Sahara? Now we’re talking. I think I can work you into my schedule. ( He teases, mouth curved up mischievously. All thoughts and worries from earlier melted away. All he could think about was now, the weight of Magnus in his lap, anchoring him to this moment, the teasing glint in his boyfriend’s eyes and the overwhelming desire to kiss him senseless. If someone asked him what happiness was he would say it was this moment right here. )
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he thinks it's working, little by little, when alec responds to the playfulness with such ease. it's always been oddly easy, between them. their back and forth feels comfortable, and magnus relishes every exchange. they were both sorely lacking in the happiness they bring to each other's lives. )
I like the sound of that. Eagerness and fitting me into your busy schedule. ( he can kind of tell alec wants to kiss him, and magnus does too, but rather than go for it, teases him a little further by only looking down at his lips, once, twice, another time. ) What's on the agenda for tonight?
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He was always amazed how Magnus got him. He seemed to understand Alec like no one ever has. And even after seeing the worst parts of him, Magnus somehow still wants to be with him. He’s never once judged him or asked him to change. Magnus seems to be the only person who doesn’t want Alec to be someone he’s not.
No matter what happens, Magnus would always be the best choice he’s ever made. )
Hmm... ( He gives Magnus’ hips a squeeze. Alec leans in, crowding into Magnus’ space, lips barely brushing. But even that light touch lights a fire under Alec’s skin. )
The agenda is wide open tonight.
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Maybe you should consider yourself booked. ( one hand moves to cup alec's neck, his thumb working over the line of his jaw. some of the playfulness fades from his face to be replaced with fond wonder. he often wonders how he got so lucky, or how a man like alec even exists. as handsome as he is, his heart is the most beautiful magnus has ever encountered.
his desire to kiss alec grows enough that he discards the teasing, guiding alec's face at the perfect angle to close the space between their lips and kiss him softly. it always feels incredible, like little fireworks under his skin, like a million butterflies in his stomach, but at the same time like the sea returning to a still calmness rendering it as flat and peaceful as a mirror.
when magnus kisses alec, it's a magic that lights him up and makes him feel at complete peace. )
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He shifts forward, deepening the kiss and a quiet moan falls unbidden from his lips. He can't even be embarrassed about it because all he can think about is Magnus, the way he feels, the way he tastes. Alec can't get enough.
All he wants to do is make Magnus feel as good as Magnus makes him feel. )
God... ( He's breathless when he breaks the kiss, but just for a moment, just long enough to catch his breath, get his racing pulse under control. ) You are.... ( Amazing? That didn't seem to be enough. Alec can't even finish the thought, he can barely think. )
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it's obvious he's as breathless as alec when they pull away, obvious he's sharing the very same thought. his eyes are golden and shimmery now, and he doesn't even realize, doesn't even think to hide, knows he doesn't need to at all.
fingers find purchase in the fabric over alec's ribs, pulling at his shirt while keeping his eyes on him. there's intensity there, but a lot less of the playfulness. just desire and awe. he wants to touch alec too, skin to skin, nothing in their way. )
Speak for yourself, ( it's a low whisper, and there's a fond smile on his lips before his pushing his hands up along alec's chest slowly and bunching his shirt up on the way. before going further, he kisses alec again, lips parted, aiming to kiss into his mouth so slowly it makes him melt. alec doesn't need words. alec gets it,
and feels the same. )
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Alec's hands slip from under Magnus' shirt to assist in removing his own shirt and he has to break the kiss to get it off. He reluctantly pulls away only long enough to tug the fabric up and over his head, dropping it somewhere on the couch next to them. He's struck again by how breathtaking Magnus is, especially when he's not hiding his Warlock mark and Alec is struck with such overwhelming love for this man again. He trusts Alec enough to not hide who he really is around him anymore. His chest feels tight and he's dizzy with adoration. Alec knows how hard it is for Magnus to let his guard down but Alec thinks Magnus is the most beautiful thing he's ever seen, especially like this.
This time when Alec kisses Magnus, it's so slow and sensual it's as if he wants to take him apart with kisses alone. ) Your turn.... ( He breathes, reaching blindly for the hem of Magnus' shirt and tugs. He needs to feel Magnus' skin against his. He wants, no, needs to be closer. )
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then he's kissing alec again, both hands holding his boyfriend's face, one thumb stroking his cheeks and fingertips of the other hand back in his hair.
it doesn't last long, because his then begin to roam. a palm against the curl of a neck. a light drag of fingernails over a bicep. a finger that stops over the memorized location of a rune and traces it. he can't get enough of this. he doesn't want to think about ever having to, is not thinking about anything right now but the present. that's how he wants their life to be. he wants them to live their here and now to the fullest.
ringed fingers reach lower, this time latching onto alec's belt and giving it a tug, asking for silent permission. )
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Magnus' own hands are like electricity on his skin. Alec feels like the air before a thunderstorm, charged and electric, too hot and humming with anticipation. He feels more alive like this than he ever has in battle.
When Magnus tugs on his belt all Alec can manage is a breathless ) Please... ( against Magnus' lips. Alec may be a powerful Shadowhunter, but he was all but defenseless when it came to Magnus Bane. )
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making quick work of alec's belt, he tugs it out of it's loops and tosses it aside. the buckle clinks against the coffee table and magnus hardly hears it over the sound of alec's zipper as he slides it down. he scoots back on alec's lap a little, giving more room for his hand, but his face hovers close to alec's. close enough that their breath mingles and magnus kisses alec again, needing to taste him, fingertips sliding from alec's belly button to the waistband of his underwear. he runs his palm over the fabric, touching alec through it, and lets out a little appreciative sound.
he, too, can't get enough of alec. can't get enough of how he feels, of how it feels to be this close to him, for their lips to fit just right and how it feels to be allowed to touch him like this and make him feel so good, to show him the kind of attention and love and pleasure he deserves.)
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Realizing that Magnus still has way too many clothes on, his hands find their way to Magnus' belt, fingernails lightly dragging down the curve of Magnus' back as they go. In Alec's eagerness, he fumbles with the buckle and begrudgingly has to break away from the kiss to get the belt off. Once it's out of the way, he makes quick work of the rest, unzipping Magnus' pants with ease. )
Off. ( He laughs, mostly at himself, as he tugs helplessly on the hem of Magnus' pants. He would never get them off with them positioned like this. )
Isn't there some kind of magic for this? (He grins, joking of course. He's perfectly happy undressing Magnus the old fashioned way. )
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There is.
( alec can be so sweet, even in the heat of the moment it fills magnus' heart with love and makes him almost giggle against his lips some more. not a lot of people can boast making him laugh like this, especially not as turned on as he is currently is. the feel of alec beneath his palm...
it's distracting enough that when he raises a hand and snaps his fingers, they both end up naked. magnus had intended to discard his pants without having to move away from alec, so he lets out a surprised chuckle, pressing his forehead against alec's. )
Oops, ( he whispers, blatantly not apologetic at all, blatantly gleeful. )
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Sorry for the delay! I was away for the weekend and unexpectedly didn’t have any service :(
its no problem at all!! i hope you had a nice weekend in spite of having no service ;u;
Thank you! I’m glad I have service again :) I hope you had a good weekend too!
I CAN IMAGINE i would feel the same!! and thank you, i did!! :D
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