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Raffles puffed away at the end of his cigarette, watching Bunny’s soft, bare chest rise and fall. Asleep, even more than awake, Bunny’s face was truly the absolute picture of innocence, as if an angel had descended to the earth and slipped his way between the wicked thief’s sheets to share his bed.
Raffles knew that he didn’t deserve him, and that Bunny didn’t deserve what Raffles had done to him. Bunny deserved a clean, soft and beautiful life, as guileless as his face.
But to hell with deserved. Raffles was a thief, and he took exactly what he wanted.
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Written for Raffles Week 2024 day 2 prompt: Innocence
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