I didn't mess up your trousers. [or his underclothes! see how nice he is?] But, sure.
[he withdraws lazily, sitting back on his legs and retrieving the discarded clothes, plopping them on the bed beside Emery before getting up to stretch, knees popping. old man-ass joint noises.]
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on 2025-04-09 08:30 pm (UTC)I didn't mess up your trousers. [or his underclothes! see how nice he is?] But, sure.
[he withdraws lazily, sitting back on his legs and retrieving the discarded clothes, plopping them on the bed beside Emery before getting up to stretch, knees popping. old man-ass joint noises.]