[If it wasn't an invitation, it's far, far too late to take away the very idea from Roman. He waits at the table and takes a sip over water. The words hit his gut like a ton of bricks. Fully hard in his jeans he reminds himself that he's played a game like this before. The other player was different. The circumstances were different. If this is real. If this does happen, it'll just be fucking. They're friends.
Right?
He stands and makes his way to the men's room. Whether or not Peter is there, he's getting off one way or the other. Beyond is reflection is the other boy who reaches out to thread his fingers into his hair and gently pull toward a stall.]
Now you'll see.
[How big. Or how it works to fuck around with the Roman Godfrey.]
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Date: 2014-07-23 07:25 pm (UTC)Right?
He stands and makes his way to the men's room. Whether or not Peter is there, he's getting off one way or the other. Beyond is reflection is the other boy who reaches out to thread his fingers into his hair and gently pull toward a stall.]
Now you'll see.
[How big. Or how it works to fuck around with the Roman Godfrey.]