Sawyer shivers. The words hold a certain kind of promise and he remembers how good, how almost too good it had felt yesterday. He follows him upstairs, his body already responding to the desire he feels -- to the scent of Bishop's piqued interest he's sure too.
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Date: 2022-03-27 04:26 am (UTC)