Mictain thought about Raphael's words for a while. It wasn't perhaps the best time to do any serious thinking, shortly after sex, but then again, he was never too good in doing serious thinking so it hardly mattered. After a moment, he came to a conclusion, ignoring the protests of his more horny instincts. Raphael was all that mattered now.
"I will miss you," he said softly. "But, well, I'm used to it. If you think you'd be happier there, then go. I want you to be happy." Brushing his lips lightly over Raphael's cheek, he added, "I hope you'll come back eventually, though."
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"I will miss you," he said softly. "But, well, I'm used to it. If you think you'd be happier there, then go. I want you to be happy." Brushing his lips lightly over Raphael's cheek, he added, "I hope you'll come back eventually, though."