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[ Before he knows it, his feet lift off the ground, and Kabru takes the cue easily, arms and thighs wrapped tightly around Beowulf's torso. He's lifted too easily, it comes as a surprise even to him. This man was clearly strong. He would make a good ally to call on when need arises. Kabru wouldn't normally like that sense of losing control that came with being lifted so easily, but this was playful and fun, his heart already beating quicker in the arousal he's worked up from their game. ]

There. [ He picks a random room that doesn't look lived in. The casino staff are kind enough to keep many such private rooms for people to enjoy. Once they stumble inside, Kabru shuts the door behind him and continues where they left off, grabbing a fistful of Beowulf's hair and pulling him closer into a deep kiss. It's a steamy one, his lips exploring the other man's mouth rather shamelessly. ]