"You mean we can't have it delivered to our bedroom?" Poison pouts, and then he starts thinking about how much it would take to get a delivery person to come into the house, go all the way upstairs, and deliver to their bedside.
Probably a lot.
He towels off before wrapping up. His ass is sore and his knees feel week, but it's perfect.
"I'm pretty sure you cheat at rock, paper, scissors."
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Date: 2018-04-25 07:28 pm (UTC)Probably a lot.
He towels off before wrapping up. His ass is sore and his knees feel week, but it's perfect.
"I'm pretty sure you cheat at rock, paper, scissors."