[ lucky for rafa, cassidy has piercings as well as a tattoo. ( only in his ears, though, so he always has a little gold on him. ) he feels a tug behind his navel as rafa's hand presses against the front of his shorts, and his breath stops short. cassidy may not have fangs or an appetite like rafa, but the look in his eyes is hungry as rafa leans closer.
then he's being pushed, which is sort of the opposite of what he wants, but he goes willingly anyway. he backs up until his legs hit the bed, and then he sits, leaning back on his hands with his knees spread wide. ]
Do you have papers to prove it?
[ the boxers do little to hide cassidy's interest in the proceedings. rafa's inspection should yield that much rather quickly. ]
no subject
then he's being pushed, which is sort of the opposite of what he wants, but he goes willingly anyway. he backs up until his legs hit the bed, and then he sits, leaning back on his hands with his knees spread wide. ]
Do you have papers to prove it?
[ the boxers do little to hide cassidy's interest in the proceedings. rafa's inspection should yield that much rather quickly. ]