[ It's the way he responds that tickles Nate so deliciously, that slightly-hoarse, deeply-amused observational tone with just the slightest edge of smugness. He can picture Ian's face perfectly, even buried in his neck as it is. ]
You like when I'm a no-good lowlife with a hard-on for you.
[ Nate informs him, matter of fact, and gives his hair a little tug. ]
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You like when I'm a no-good lowlife with a hard-on for you.
[ Nate informs him, matter of fact, and gives his hair a little tug. ]
But I bet you say that to all the boys.