[Damn right, because Matt is going to have his say. He's going to keep gently rubbing away the grime and dust with one of the soft sponges, free hand stroking over Shiro's flank, over the bunched muscles in his hindquarters, ghosting over the high point at his withers.]
I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be with you.
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I wouldn't be here if I didn't want to be with you.