[No, this doesn't seem to be some fever dream or anything of the sort. That's James. That's James prostrate and flushed, and-
shit, that noise does something for him.
Swallowing hard, he eases towards the bed, taking a knee on the mattress and reaching out slowly to brush his fingers along the hunter's back, gently enough not to startle.]
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shit, that noise does something for him.
Swallowing hard, he eases towards the bed, taking a knee on the mattress and reaching out slowly to brush his fingers along the hunter's back, gently enough not to startle.]
James-