[Fine, he could play. Vicious' buttons were harder to press but they were there. He made a face at the other man that said just that, working open the buttons of his shirt, reaching around the arm holding the drink as needed.]
I'm going to have to do better than perhaps...
[He leaned down to mouth kisses over his pale chest, hands playing over his ribs]
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I'm going to have to do better than perhaps...
[He leaned down to mouth kisses over his pale chest, hands playing over his ribs]