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Eventually Eliot learned to find it endearing. Usually. The first time totally weirded him out though.
Eliot stared at him, incredulous. "You did not just compare me to an evil ring."
Alec preceded to practically drape himself all over Eliot, running one long finger possessively along the line of his jaw. "Preeecioussssssssssss..."
Eliot blinked, and in one smooth motion stood, deposited Alec on the couch, and headed for the kitchen. "You weren't planning on getting laid any time soon, were you?"
