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Harry turned his head to the right and grinned, "You good?"

Jill buried her face in his bicep, giggling, "So much better than that."

"A fucking fantastic fuck, I'd say!" Louis pronounced like he was the master of ceremonies.

Harry lunged, locking his arm around Louis' neck. "What was that smack to my arse about?"

"You looked like you needed some encouragement to get to the finish line!"

Louis was cackling and trying to roll away, but Harry just held tighter and scrubbed his knuckles over his friend's head before releasing him with a shove.

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