[ The hairs on the nape of his neck prickle when the other man gets closer, an arm curling loosely around low-slung hips to hook a thumb in the back-pocket of jeans. ]
Dick's already playing, hope you don't mind I put him on already.
[ One-handed, he takes the beers out of the fridge and unhooks a single, slouching against the counter with his body inclined to Gamzee; the clasps hisses and foam covers Dave's fingers, licked to save them any more misfortune. Slow suction, no rush. ]
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Dick's already playing, hope you don't mind I put him on already.
[ One-handed, he takes the beers out of the fridge and unhooks a single, slouching against the counter with his body inclined to Gamzee; the clasps hisses and foam covers Dave's fingers, licked to save them any more misfortune. Slow suction, no rush. ]
Ain't missed much.