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players only. backdated to spring 2014, while Sam and Ryan are in Australia.
Sam flashes Ryan a wide easy grin as his husband comes out of the bathroom after his morning run and shower, hair still damp, towel wrapped around his hips. Nice and low. "Morning," he says, eyes sparkling with what could definitely be mischief, his erection tenting the sheets. "D'you know if we happened to bring any rope with us?" Knowing damn well Ryan's got all their bases covered any time they travel like this for his work. Has transporting a decent working toy chest down to a fucking art.
"Huh?" The question brings Ryan up short, and he stares dizzily at Sam's lap. "Um, yeah. We have... We have a 20-foot length of black nylon cord. And then the red, um..." He shakes himself and meets Sam's eyes. "Yes, Sir. We have 10 feet of red."
( Sam nods. "Good. Lose the towel and get the rope. And bring me a plug you can move in, too." )
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Sam flashes Ryan a wide easy grin as his husband comes out of the bathroom after his morning run and shower, hair still damp, towel wrapped around his hips. Nice and low. "Morning," he says, eyes sparkling with what could definitely be mischief, his erection tenting the sheets. "D'you know if we happened to bring any rope with us?" Knowing damn well Ryan's got all their bases covered any time they travel like this for his work. Has transporting a decent working toy chest down to a fucking art.
"Huh?" The question brings Ryan up short, and he stares dizzily at Sam's lap. "Um, yeah. We have... We have a 20-foot length of black nylon cord. And then the red, um..." He shakes himself and meets Sam's eyes. "Yes, Sir. We have 10 feet of red."
( Sam nods. "Good. Lose the towel and get the rope. And bring me a plug you can move in, too." )
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