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Duke wakes as Nathan presses against his side, wrist and hand curling possessively along Duke’s throat. He’s pressing a little hard, a move that should feel threatening -- but from Nathan just means the force of want channeled through a body with Troubled wiring. Duke is a major fan of a little rough when the alternative has been, for so many years, no touch from Nathan at all. There’s a shuff of flannel as Audrey shifts against Nathan’s back; her hand slides up to ease his caress below the curl of Duke’s ear.
“Easy, babe,” she murmurs. “Easy.” And it is.