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Although Azarel shivered a little thanks to the cold, he still endured it as he walked to Evren with a radiant smile in his face

"Hey" he greeted and the focused man glanced at him

"It's almost done!" Evren said before returning his gaze back to the marsmallows he was roasting

As a result, Azarel blinked repeatedly. Did he just lose to mere marshmallows? He, Azarel Lancaster cannot keep a man's focus because of marshmallows?

That was another blow in his pride!

Azarel grits his teeth for a bit before he went behind the other man. His hands found their way on Evren's arms as he rubs them while he rested his chin into the man's shoulders

What he was doing was very sensual and he don't believe that Evren would not he seduced by him

And as expected, Evren placed the roasted marshmallows in the plate first before facing his husband