[Theo cracks up with a laugh, stomach flexing after Oliver's tongue's run across it - and he shifts in the way he lays, comfortable but also just anticipating the next step. He isn't afraid of the needle, the charm, the permanence of the piercing - but it's the waiting that has him alert, watchful and softly sighing.]
What do I have to do to return the favor? I want to know you're alright too. I don't make cute jewellery though.
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[Theo cracks up with a laugh, stomach flexing after Oliver's tongue's run across it - and he shifts in the way he lays, comfortable but also just anticipating the next step. He isn't afraid of the needle, the charm, the permanence of the piercing - but it's the waiting that has him alert, watchful and softly sighing.]
What do I have to do to return the favor? I want to know you're alright too. I don't make cute jewellery though.