[Button by button by button by...the kid stares. No really he's staring. It's a big old unmistakable S on a big old unmistakable man. His hands roam over the ink and cotton stretched over his broad chest. It lights his green eyes up immediately, moreso than they were already lit up before.]
You sneaky son of a bitch.
[He hisses under his breath as his fingers clutch onto Larry's outer shirt, bringing the guy in for a kiss.]
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You sneaky son of a bitch.
[He hisses under his breath as his fingers clutch onto Larry's outer shirt, bringing the guy in for a kiss.]