[Theo gets himself presentable - sort of. He still reeks of being freshly fucked but he tucks in his shirt, zips his pants and is particularly winded because Oliver's telling him hot shit that makes his cock twitch already. His stomach does a little flip and - he shouldn't be such a bottom in the wake of his whole Daddy playtime thing but man, Oliver can talk to him in this tone of voice any time. He'll do whatever he wants him to.]
Oof. You're gonna give me a complex.
[He puts his hand on the door handle, but doesn't open it yet.]
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Oof. You're gonna give me a complex.
[He puts his hand on the door handle, but doesn't open it yet.]
Let's go eat already.