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caught between the real thing
& nothing at all
& nothing at all
Folding his arms across his sunken chest at this display of masculine physique—and what a show it was—James unfurled to clap slowly at the revealed tickle of hair leading down into the man's pants, dim light glinting off the many rings on his fingers. "Mm, lucky me indeed." The snake chuckled. However as Amun's eyes trended downwards, James raised a finger quickly, before letting one of his hands dive down into his pants to rearrange a few things. The thief was a grower, not a show-er, and he didn't want his new friend to get the wrong idea.
"S'pose I ought to let you in for some tea then." Turning to the door, the snake whispered a few curses and threats at it, before twisting the knob and shoving his shoulder against it.
It held.
Snarling at it for a moment, James spun about with a sunny grin. "I seem to have forgotten my keys. Be a dear and put those muscles to some use, won't you?"
"S'pose I ought to let you in for some tea then." Turning to the door, the snake whispered a few curses and threats at it, before twisting the knob and shoving his shoulder against it.
It held.
Snarling at it for a moment, James spun about with a sunny grin. "I seem to have forgotten my keys. Be a dear and put those muscles to some use, won't you?"
