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Morning Gifts
By J.C. Vascardi

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Chapter One of One

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Master Bedroom, Second Floor, Queen Tower Penthouse, Metropolis, Kansas, December 25, 2001…

Twenty-one-year-old Clark Queen blinked as he woke up. Shifting slightly in bed, he noticed that Cody and Derek were still fast asleep, but looking past them, he noticed that Oliver was awake. Their eyes locked and Clark was just about to say good morning when Oliver raised a finger to his lips in a silent gesture for Clark not to say a word.

Clark tilted his head in question before Oliver smiled, and moving the finger from his lips, he pointed down. Following the direction with his eyes, Clark grinned as he spotted the tent in the bedsheets from Cody’s and Derek’s morning wood.

Clark met Oliver’s eyes again and saw the mischievous smile, as he shifted a bit and lifted the blankets, gesturing downward. Clark grinned, knowing what Oliver was suggesting, as he moved to copy the blond, who grinned before he disappeared under the covers, Clark not far behind.

A moment later, Clark’s and Oliver’s eyes met again, though it was slightly harder to see each other now, as it was darker under the covers. Synchronizing their movements, they carefully lifted their conjoined boyfriends’ hips off the bed with one hand each, before each using their other hand to pull the twins’ pajama bottoms down, freeing their cock.

It wasn’t long after this that their noses brushed together as they moved closer, kissing and licking the hard, throbbing shaft from opposite sides. Clark’s hand met Oliver’s a second later, as they each began fondling Cody’s and Derek’s balls. Clark’s pinky finger intertwined with Oliver’s, as they continued the ministrations with Oliver fondling the base of Cody’s and Derek’s cock and the top of their balls, while Clark fondled their balls from below.

Above the covers, Cody and Derek slowly began waking up. It wasn’t long before they both became aware of the sensations emanating from their shared cock. They grinned at each other as they noticed that the pillows on either side of them where Clark and Oliver usually were when they woke up were empty. Neither of them needed their glasses to realize what was going on when they looked down and saw the large lumps under the covers on either side of their midsection.

Cody and Derek turned their heads and grinned at each other, before as one, they reached down and each grabbed their respective boyfriend’s heads, as Cody began running his fingers through black locks and Derek through blond. The twins also shifted slightly, parting their legs a bit to give Clark and Oliver better access.

Nothing was said for several minutes and the only noise was that of Cody and Derek moaning softly, as Clark and Oliver fondled their balls, kissed and licked their way up and down opposite sides of their cock, and finally, began taking turns sucking their cock. Clark went first, as he swirled his tongue around the swollen head, before he engulfed it in the pleasing warmth of his mouth and throat, going all the way down Cody’s and Derek’s length, his nose in their blond pubic hair.

Not for the first time, Cody and Derek each thanked whatever higher powers might be listening and cared, that Clark and Oliver both lacked gag reflexes. Clark stayed where he was for only a moment, before he moved up and down the shaft once, before pulling off completely. Before Cody and Derek could complain or miss the warmth of Clark’s mouth too much, it was replaced, as Oliver repeated Clark’s actions.

“Oh, Clark, yes,” Cody moaned at the same time that Derek moaned, “Ollie, that feels so good.”

Since their first time together, back in 1996, on the twins’ fourteenth birthday, when Clark and Oliver were sixteen, Cody made a point of only saying Clark’s name during sex, just as Derek made a point to only say Oliver’s. True, sharing a body, they both felt everything that Clark and Oliver did to them. But after a lifetime of sharing everything since the day of the meteor shower when the kryptonite fused them in the womb, they enjoyed each having their own boyfriend.

Before meeting Clark and Oliver, they’d both fooled around a little with their best friend, Tyler Small, and later Ian Randall, though they’d never gone all the way. Their actions with one another never progressed beyond hugging, some light kissing, rubbing up against one another, or giving each other handjobs.

It was Clark and Oliver who introduced the twins to the joys of penetrative sex in all its forms and Cody and Derek were quite happy to say, a little over five years later, that Clark and Oliver were their only lovers. Clark and Oliver had both been with other people after they’d officially begun dating Cody and Derek. The twins didn’t hold that against them, however, because it wasn’t their fault, as they were ensorcelled by the magic of Countess Marguerite Isobel Thoreaux and her coven at the time. Besides, they’d more than made it up to them, several times, in the days, weeks, months, and years since.

“Oh Clark, we’re gonna…” Cody moaned, as he could feel himself and Derek quickly approaching the point of no return.

Cody and Derek smiled as a moment later, they felt Clark and Oliver seal their lips together in a kiss around the head of their cock.

“Oh, Oliver!” Derek moaned, as he and Cody began shooting their load into Clark’s and Oliver’s awaiting mouths, their lips sealed together so tightly that not a drop escaped.

A few minutes passed, as Clark and Oliver kept their lips sealed in a kiss, eagerly swallowing every drop of their twin boyfriends’ cum. Finally, as the twins spasmed and shot their last volleys of cum, half ending up in Clark’s mouth and the other half in Oliver’s, Clark and Oliver broke their kiss and made their way up and out from under the covers before sealing their lips against Cody’s and Derek’s.

Cody placed a hand on the back of Clark’s neck as Derek did the same with Oliver, deepening the kisses, as the twins tasted themselves on Clark’s and Oliver’s lips and tongues. The four men kissed for a few minutes, before they broke apart, Clark resting his forehead against Cody’s forehead, as Oliver did the same with Derek.

“Would you believe that we’re hard again?” Derek asked a second later, breaking the silence.

Oliver grinned, “Yes, I would.”

Clark nodded. “You guys are still teenagers, after all.”

“For another ten and a half months, anyway,” Oliver added.

“Yes, then you’ll be old men, like Ollie and me.”

“Excuse you, Clark, speak for yourself. I may be many things, but old isn’t one of them.”

Before Clark could retort, Cody placed a finger over his lips and said, “Let’s save that argument for another time, okay? Now, Clark, do us all a favor, speed over to the door, and double-check that it's locked.”

While it was true that he didn’t have Cody’s brains in terms of pure IQ, one doesn’t share everything from the neck down with a certified genius for nineteen years without picking up a few things along the way. Because of this, Derek immediately picked up on what Cody was thinking and added, “Yes, you guys helped us wake up in the most marvelous way. The least we can do is return the favor, but we’d better make sure the door is locked so we aren’t interrupted.”

Oliver grinned, even as Clark supersped over to the door and double-checked that it was indeed locked. Upon his return to the bed, he smiled and said, “It's locked tight… no little ankle-biters of either the younger sibling or child variety will be getting in.”

“That’s good,” Oliver said. “They were too young to do it last year, but you know Nick and Tessa have been saying they’d make sure the boys did it this year,” even as he thought back to Christmas last year when they’d been staying over at their parents’ farm in Smallville for the holiday. They were sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms, when their little brother and sister, then ten and eight, came bursting into their room and started jumping up and down on the bed, screaming, “Wake up! It’s Christmas!”

Cody nodded. “That’s precisely why I insisted we stay here at the penthouse for the holidays this year. And why I had the doors to our bedroom reinforced with blue kryptonite-infused lead.”

Derek grinned. “Not to mention locks that can only be disengaged from this side of the door. So, Carver and RJ won’t be using their powers to break in here this morning.”

Years ago, in August of 1996, while Hiram and Jessica were at Niagara Falls for their second honeymoon, Clark and Oliver had a party in the Kent barn with permission from Jonathan and Martha. The plan was for Chris, Cody, and Derek to join them, but about four hours before the party, plans changed as Martha received a call from Metropolis. It was her father, telling her that her mother was in the hospital. She’d had a stroke and the doctors weren’t sure if she’d live.

Putting the phone down and telling her family, it was immediately decided that Jonathan, Martha, Chris, Cody, and Derek would go to the city to see Martha’s mother and the boys’ grandmother. Jonathan trusted Clark and Oliver not to let the party get too out of hand and Clark and Oliver did their best.

Their best, however, was not quite enough to combat the magic of a coven of three powerful 16th-century witches summoned from beyond the grave. After touching an old book that Lana bought on eBay, Landon found himself possessed by the spirit of his and Lana’s distant ancestor, Countess Marguerite Isobel Thoreaux.

The results of that night and the months that followed were long-lasting and something that many residents of Smallville were still dealing with years later. What exactly were the results? A baby boom, as several Smallville residents found themselves unexpectedly pregnant. Of course, what made it even more unexpected was that the vast majority of those who fell pregnant the night of the party and the following months until the coven’s spell finally wore off were males.

Clark and Oliver both figured that eventually they’d settle down and start families. Cody and Derek agreed, as being adopted themselves and knowing they were gay, they always figured that someday they’d adopt a kid or two. What none of them planned on, however, was finding themselves with children of their own before finishing high school, let alone college.

“Well, the door is locked,” Clark said, as he’d checked and rechecked every lock to make sure they were engaged. “So, what did you guys have in mind?”

“I’m sure Clark and I wouldn’t say no if you wanted to do what we just did to you.”

“Definitely not,” Clark agreed.

Cody and Derek grinned as they looked at each other and nodded, before Cody said, “As much as we love sucking your dicks, we have something else in mind.”

“Oh? Do tell,” Oliver said.

“We want you inside us,” Derek said. “Both of you.”

“At the same time,” Cody added.

Clark and Oliver didn’t bother asking if Cody and Derek were sure because this wouldn’t be the first time they’d double-penetrated their twin boyfriends. It’s not something they did right away. As much as Oliver had enjoyed it, he strongly suggested that Cody and Derek not try to repeat what he’d done with Jason and Drew all those years ago in Zermatt. Being double-penetrated as a virgin was probably a dumb idea, but Oliver had been just buzzed enough that night from the spiked drinks during their movie night that he wasn’t thinking clearly.

He'd had fun and definitely enjoyed it. Still, he made sure that he and Clark took things slow with Cody and Derek and spent several months working their way up to such things. To the point that it was nearly a year after the twins lost their virginity that they took Clark and Oliver together. And in the years since, it had become their favorite position. All four of them were versatile and liked to switch things up, but Cody and Derek would be lying if they said they didn’t have a preference.

Oliver grinned, as he looked over to Clark and shared a knowing look with him, before they turned to the twins and said, in perfect unison, “Of course you do.”

Nothing more was said, as Clark laid down on the bed, and Cody and Derek moved so that they were straddling his hips, facing him.

“If you could do the honors?” Derek asked as he turned his head and looked at Oliver.

“Already on it,” Oliver said, as he lifted the foil wrapper to his lips and tore it open with his teeth before he reached down and rolled it over Clark’s cock.

Oliver then popped open a tube of lube and applied some to his fingers as he fingered Cody’s and Derek’s asshole, putting first one, then two, and finally three fingers inside of it. Pulling his fingers out he applied more lube to the head and shaft of Clark’s condom-covered cock. Holding the base of it, he kissed Derek and said, “Whenever you guys are ready.”

Cody and Derek nodded, as they lowered themselves down upon Clark’s awaiting cock. Clark moaned as the head of his cock pushed past the twins’ sphincter and into the warm depths that he loved so much.

The twins pushed down until they felt Clark’s pubic hair tickling their ass cheeks, before lifting back up until just the head was inside of them, before going back down. They repeated this action a few times, before Cody said, “We’re almost ready for you, Ollie, so get a condom on and lube yourself up.”

Oliver nodded, as he ripped a second condom wrapper open with his teeth, before unrolling it over his cock and applying a generous amount of lube to his cock. As Cody and Derek leaned down so that their chest was flush with Clark’s, the brunet’s head nestled between Cody’s and Derek’s heads, Oliver applied a bit more lube to his fingers and applied some more to the twins’ hole, before repeating his previous action and inserting first one, then two, and finally three fingers inside them along with Clark’s cock, making all three of them moan.

“Okay, Ollie, that’s enough,” Clark said after a moment. “Come on in and join me.”

“My pleasure,” Oliver said, before he positioned himself between Clark’s and the twins’ legs and lined himself up, before he slowly and gently pushed his cock into the twins’ hole with Clark’s cock, making Cody, Derek, Clark, and Oliver himself moan in pleasure.

Oliver had just pushed himself all the way in and leaned down to plant a kiss on Derek’s shoulder and Clark’s lips, when he heard the doorknob rattling. A moment later there was a loud knock, as Nick called out, “Wake up, it’s Christmas!”

“We know,” Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek called out in unison.

“And we’re awake,” Clark said.

“Go downstairs,” Cody said.

“We’ll be down in a few minutes,” Derek said.

“After we shower and get dressed,” Oliver added.

“But Dad, it’s Chwismas,” whined four-year-old Connor Queen, mispronouncing the word because he was four and had lost his first tooth two nights ago.

Connor was Oliver’s son with Whitney Fordman, who on the night of the party five years ago, was possessed by the spirit of Brianna Withridge. Brianna had taken one look at Oliver and said, “Yes, please,” and proceeded to use a combination of magic and seduction to get into his pants.

The seduction alone, Oliver might have been able to resist as while he could admit that Whitney was good-looking, he’d never seen him in that way. The magic, however, Oliver had no defense against and it was three months later that a shocked Whitney, no longer under Brianna’s control, realized that he was pregnant with his and Oliver’s baby.

The doorknob rattled again, as Carver Queen said, “Why can’t I open this door? A locked door shouldn’t stop a Kryptonian.”

Carver was Clark’s son with Shane Carver, the grandson of Cassandra Carver, who that night was possessed by Madelyn Hibbins.

Clark was just about to speak up when a new voice spoke up from outside the door.

“Boys, leave your dads alone,” Regina said in a stern tone.

It wasn’t just Clark, Oliver, their children, and Cody and Derek in the penthouse. Their parents, Nick, Tessa, the Kents, and the Riches were all present as well, having arrived to spend Christmas Eve and Day with them on the night of the twenty-third. Whitney and Shane dropped off Connor and Carver last night, as they’d spent Christmas Eve with the Fordmans and Carvers in Smallville.

“But Aunt Regina,” Tessa whined.

“Theresa Laura Queen, no buts,” Regina said. “Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek will come downstairs when they’re ready.”

Richard spoke up at this, and said, “Yes, now let’s go downstairs as I smell something from the kitchen. I think your Great-grandma Jess, and Grandmas Martha and Laura are cooking something tasty.”

Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek sighed in relief as they heard the sound of several little feet trooping off down the hall towards the stairs in front of Clark’s and Oliver’s aunt and uncle.

Derek shook his head. “I still find it a little surprising that they all think of Grandma and Mom as their great-grandma and grandma.”

“What’s so hard to believe?” Oliver asked as he pulled his still-hard cock out of Cody’s and Derek’s ass until just the head remained inside, before pushing back in, rubbing against Clark’s cock as it did so and making all four of them moan.

Clark nodded, as he wrapped his arms around Cody’s and Derek’s waist and said, “Are you guys planning on leaving Ollie and me?”

“What? No!” Cody asked. “Why would you even ask that?”

“Because it’s the only reason why it’d be strange for Ollie’s and my sons not to think of you as their dads,” Clark said. “Or for them not to think of Jessica and Martha as their great-grandma and grandma.”

As he finished another thrust, and all four paused to moan, Oliver leaned down and planted a kiss on Cody’s and Derek’s shoulder blade between their heads, as he pushed his forearms under Clark’s back and very effectively trapped Cody and Derek between him and Clark.

He then said, “Besides, while you don’t have any biological connection to Connor, Carver, and RJ, you do have one to Jon, Joe, Liam, and Chaz… they’re just not old enough to talk yet.”

Nobody was entirely certain that the witches were to blame for the rash of male pregnancies that happened in Smallville and the surrounding area over the next few years. It very well could have been something in the water. Some as yet previously undiscovered mutation caused by kryptonite. All anyone knew for sure was that there were no documented cases of any males getting pregnant until after the three witches had turned Clark’s and Oliver’s party at the Kent Barn in August of 1996 into a giant orgy, as almost all of the party-goers that night hooked up in some form or another and whether they were male or female, nine months later, they were becoming parents.

It wasn’t limited to just the people who’d attended the party, however, as condom sales spiked at Fordman’s and the local Smallville drugstore. While Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek never downloaded the app onto their qPhones, as they had no need to do so, they knew through the grapevine that there were some guys on Grindr who refused to hook up with anyone from Smallville, as it was next to impossible to find anyone in Smallville or the surrounding area who was willing to bareback.

“True,” Cody said after a moment. “Oh well. Derek and I have no intention of leaving you.”

Derek nodded. “We’d be fools if we did.”

“Yes, so you guys are just gonna have to propose to us at some point,” Cody added. “Not now or anytime in the near future. I want to finish college before I get married. But someday…”

Clark and Oliver nodded, and said in unison, “Yes, someday.”

Nothing more was said, as the four of them got busy with what they were doing so that they could finish up, shower, and get downstairs to join their family around the Christmas tree.

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Main Room, First Floor, Queen Tower Penthouse, Metropolis, Kansas, December 25, 2001…

Nearly forty-five minutes later, Clark, Cody, Derek, and Oliver came downstairs wearing only socks, pajama bottoms, and this year’s Christmas sweaters knitted by Jessica, Martha, Laura, and Regina. The Queens and the Riches, after they first saw the Kent Family holiday Christmas sweaters in 1996, opted to join in the following year and have been doing it ever since, as Laura and Regina joined with Jessica and Martha to have knitting parties.

It was now a cherished family tradition not just for the Kents, but also the Queens and Riches to spend most of Christmas Day in nothing but pajamas and two-person Christmas sweaters, though there were some larger groupings.

Clark, Cody, Derek, and Oliver obviously wore a four-person sweater every year as they had since their first Christmas in Smallville back in 1996. Clark’s and Oliver’s little brother Nick and cousin Rowan had also gotten in the habit of wearing a three-person sweater with Tessa, as otherwise she wouldn’t have had anyone to wear one with and they didn’t want her to feel left out. Though a few times over the years, Nick and Rowan switched sweaters for a few hours with Rowan’s elder brothers, Roman and Ronan, as Nick and Rowan wore their two-person sweater, and Roman and Ronan wore the three-person sweater with Tessa.

Last year, however, three new family members joined the three-person sweater club and as Clark and Oliver looked across the room, they spotted the happy throuple of Chris, Chloe, and their mutual boyfriend, Jimmy Olsen. It had come as a shock to a few of the Kents when Chris, who’d always professed to be straight, came out as bisexual and announced that he and Chloe had started dating Jimmy, but everyone in the family took it in stride and accepted it. As long as the three of them were happy, and they clearly were, then that was all that mattered.

“Dads!” four-year-old RJ Queen said as he ran over to Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek with his sweater mate, four-year-old Carver Queen.

RJ, short for Robert Joseph Queen, was Clark’s and Oliver’s son. On the night of the party, while Oliver hooked up with Whitney, Clark succumbed to the powerful lust magic in the air and hooked up with Oliver. Within a few months of their births, it became evident that RJ and Carver had Kryptonian powers since they were both half-Kryptonian. That had obviously required bringing the rest of the Carver family in on Clark’s secret, though like Cassandra, they all agreed to keep it a secret.

As Clark, Cody, Derek, and Oliver knelt on the floor to be closer to the little boys’ level, Clark and Oliver wrapped their arms around the boys, Cody planted a kiss on the top of RJ’s head and Derek did the same to Carver.

“Merry Christmas, Superboy,” Clark said to RJ before Oliver smiled and said, “Merry Christmas, Superlad.”

The two little boys laughed at their nicknames, as they snuggled close to their four dads. At four they were both a little too young to comprehend the idea of stepdads or half-brothers or anything of the like. So, they just thought of each other as brothers and saw Clark, Oliver, Cody, Derek, Shane, Landon, and Tyler as their dads. They also included Whitney and Lucas in the dad category since they were their brother Connor’s other dads, so in their four-year-old minds, that meant that they must be their dads too.

All the adults just laughed and let the boys think what they wanted for the moment. They could explain the true relationships when they got a bit older and were better able to understand nuance.

“Daddy!” Connor exclaimed as he came over and hugged Oliver from behind, as his sweater mate, three-year-old Richard Rich III, nicknamed Ricky, the son of Richie and Tony, said, “Uncas,” as he wrapped his little arms around Cody’s and Derek’s necks and slotted his little head between their heads.

Though three, Ricky did grasp that only Richie and Tony were his daddies. But he didn’t really understand the concept of second cousins, which is what Connor, RJ, and Carver technically were to him. He just thought of them as his cousins and thus considered all the guys they thought of as their dads as his uncles.

The kitchen of the penthouse wasn’t very big, as when Clark and Oliver had the former storage rooms converted into a penthouse apartment, they’d only been fourteen and not very big on cooking for themselves. They usually just ordered in or Aidan’s secretary would sometimes come up and cook a week’s worth of meals for them when they were actually at the penthouse rather than in the dorm at Excelsior, where the school’s kitchen staff cooked all their meals.

As a result of this, there wasn’t a ton of space, so Hiram and Jonathan, and Robert and Richard Sr were temporarily sharing sweaters with each other, as their respective wives were in the kitchen making breakfast and a few other treats they could nibble on during the day. Four people were about all that could comfortably fit in the work area of the smallish kitchen, so Martha and Jessica were temporarily sharing a sweater, while Laura and Regina did the same.

“Merry Christmas, bro,” Nick said, as he knelt and gave Oliver a one-armed hug, as his sweater mate Rowan said, “Merry Christmas, cuz.”

Roman, Ronan, and Tessa, who were currently sharing a three-person sweater, came over then and wished them a Merry Christmas as Roman gave Clark a one-armed hug.

“What is this pile on Clark, Oliver, Cody, and Derek day?” Clark asked with a grin, as they’d just come in and now found themselves being hugged from every direction.

With a laugh, Robert said, “Alright, boys and girl, that’s enough. Let them up.”

There was a little bit of whining from some of them, but they all disengaged and backed away from the central quad. As they stood back up, Jessica’s head appeared in the doorway and said, “Hiram, Jonathan, come and help bring out the breakfast.”

Hiram and Jonathan headed into the kitchen and soon returned carrying a large tray full of mugs of hot chocolate with whipped cream, cocoa shavings, and a candy cane. Robert and Richard came out next, carrying a tray full of various pastries. Laura and Regina were carrying a tray of toast, jam, and muffins, while Jessica and Martha were carrying a tray full of bacon, sausage, slices of ham, hashbrowns, and scrambled eggs loaded with cheddar cheese, onions, and green and red bell peppers.

The food was placed on a low table near the Christmas tree where a large blanket covered the floor and there were enough cushions for everybody, as the family had a sort of indoor picnic. Once everyone had their fill of food, and had refills of their cocoa, they began opening presents. Obviously the kids especially loved this.

Clark, Cody, Derek, and Oliver took then took a seat at the piano, as Nick and Rowan pulled out a violin and surprised everyone as Nick held the instrument to his neck and Rowan picked up the bow. Noticing the looks, Nick grinned and said, “We’ve been practicing for months.”

Rowan nodded. “We’ve got it down now, playing one violin in tandem.”

“So pick a song, bros, and we’ll join in,” Nick said, as Clark and Oliver nodded and began playing ‘Joy to the World’ on the piano, with Nick and Rowan joining in a moment later.

Everyone listened to the music for a moment, before as a group they began singing along, as more Christmas carols were played and sung along to for the next hour, before the large group split into smaller groups and began playing various board and card games.

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Master Bedroom, Second Floor, Queen Tower Penthouse, Metropolis, Kansas, December 25, 2001…

Much later that day, after reading a bedtime story to RJ, Carver, Connor, and Ricky who were staying in a room with two bunk beds down the hall from the master, Clark, Cody, Derek, and Oliver retreated to their room and locked the door.

Taking off their Christmas sweater, they made a beeline for the bed and were soon cuddled together under the covers, Cody and Derek in the middle as usual, with Clark on Cody’s side and Oliver on Derek’s. Clark and Oliver were both lying on their sides facing their boyfriends and each other, their legs entwined together.

“Another happy family Christmas,” Clark said.

The others nodded, as Oliver grinned mischievously and asked, “You guys up for some fun before bed or are you too tired from the day’s activities?”

Clark, Cody, and Derek chuckled, as Cody said, “Oliver Jonas Queen, don’t you know by now that Clark, Derek, and I always have the energy to make wild, passionate love to you?”

“We all have super stamina, remember?” Derek added.

“Of course, silly me,” Oliver said with a grin.

No more words were said.

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The End.