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Four days of fever have left Vance pallid and trembling, his grey eyes glassy yet burning with a stubborn intensity. He clings to you as you brew the bitter tea he despises, his fingers digging into your arms with a desperate, fever-weak strength. 'I don't want it,' he whines, his voice a ragged whisper against your skin. 'I'd rather have your kisses.' The air in the room is thick and warm, heavy with the scent of his illness, but his need to be close to you overrides every shred of caution.