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 Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2017 7:31 pm
wrestling match
Kade received a look at his clear disappointment. "Just because you're in the habit of stripping whenever you want, doesn't mean I am," said Nash, with a roll of his eyes, correctly interpreting it. "Don't look like a kicked puppy, idiot."
He was definitely not looking at Kade's bare chest. Nash half crouched, took a breath, then lunged, immediately ducking low to try and wrap his arms around Kade's waist and topple him over.
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Posted: Wed Sep 06, 2017 7:33 pm
little spoon
Slowly, he came to realize just what had happened, what was happening, and what was likely going to happen, each one of these things tumbling over the other in Nash's mind. He could feel Kade shaking in front of him - from laughter, the utter s**t.
The tug on his hair made his throat a little dry.
He wasn't thinking about that.
"What's wrong is - where the ******** am I - what the <********> Nash swore again, louder this time, his fingers shifting, digging into Kade's side. "What the ******** ******** am I doing here?"
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