He kissed him eager to utterly lose himself in the wonder of it. Q had read
him stories of falling in love and Hex thought he'd understood, but he
hadn't. He could feel himself falling, tumbling, sinking to the very
blackest depths where all he knew was Nyx.
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"Mine," he replied. "My Nyx. Mine..."
He kissed him eager to utterly lose himself in the wonder of it. Q had read him stories of falling in love and Hex thought he'd understood, but he hadn't. He could feel himself falling, tumbling, sinking to the very blackest depths where all he knew was Nyx.