[Praise, praise, praise. Theo is beaming from it - smile stuck to his lips, blue eyes twinkling with egotistical delight. Ray's a charmer, he's decided, and he's going to keep enabling it by waiting a beat before using one of the just-kissed hands to crook two fingers under the waistband of Ray's pants. With a little tug for emphasis.]
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Strip me down? Let me feel those hands some more.