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[willbewonderful]

Cake. A big, frosted birthday cake of her own, once a month until her real birthday

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[legendarymadman]

"Nice night," says Geoffrey, leaning against the doorway and unbuttoning the top button of his nice shirt. "Looks like it's about to get even nicer." Then he steps away from the door and offers Duck his hand.

[willbewonderful]

Duck eyes that button as he stands, taking Geoffrey's hand with a smile. "You flirtin' with me?" he asks with a hopeful grin.

[legendarymadman]

"Well, you know how hard I work to get into your pants," Geoffrey teases him, but it's softly. Something about the night just seems quiet and serene. Instead of pulling Duck closer to him, he pulls himself closer to Duck, and plants a kiss on his neck.

[willbewonderful]

Duck shivers in the damp night air, wrapping an arm around Geoffrey's waist to hold him there. "Been a while since we had time to dance."