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A sprawl of limbs and laughter, sunlight piercing past the subtly rippling curtains as the two landed on the thick feather pillows and white sheets. Remus feigned for Colin's wrists, at the last minute tickling fingers heading for his hips instead, reveling in the chorus of giggles that warmed him more thoroughly than a summer day.