Maybe Bach just all his magic. Hah, isn't that fucking ironic.
He walks back to his mattress, one hand working down the stupid rubber because it's not like he doesn't know how to handle those things. He kneels behind Davin and plants a kiss in his neck. "I'm spoiling the party now, aren't I?"
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Date: 2014-11-02 10:31 pm (UTC)He walks back to his mattress, one hand working down the stupid rubber because it's not like he doesn't know how to handle those things. He kneels behind Davin and plants a kiss in his neck. "I'm spoiling the party now, aren't I?"