[Even with the weariness borne of their previous activities, the sensation of James' tongue along his neck still solicits a shudder down Liam's spine. There's something just profoundly intimate about allowing anyone so close to such a vulnerable part of him, and he finds he's more than happy to share that with his reaper.
He feigns as if he's lost in thought for a moment, but the illusion is quickly ruined by a crooked, impish grin that he can't quite hide.]
I mean, figure that you said couch before. Would be real selfish of me not to oblige that.
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He feigns as if he's lost in thought for a moment, but the illusion is quickly ruined by a crooked, impish grin that he can't quite hide.]
I mean, figure that you said couch before. Would be real selfish of me not to oblige that.