[ he could feel a smile peeling to give way to his teeth at the smack of the meat of his legs. jayce gets what he wants, and lets those perfect buns be. ]
Yeah? [ jayce's brows lift. he senses a whimsical danger here and retaliates, rolling his weight around the balls of his feet and heels. coffee, sandwiches, pizza . . . roast beef, wine, tea, just to name a few because clearly if they had a choice they'd live in this dimly lit container for the rest of their lives. ] You sure you want to do that when you're an accomplice?
puts my hand over your hand... we don't need no timestamps
Yeah? [ jayce's brows lift. he senses a whimsical danger here and retaliates, rolling his weight around the balls of his feet and heels. coffee, sandwiches, pizza . . . roast beef, wine, tea, just to name a few because clearly if they had a choice they'd live in this dimly lit container for the rest of their lives. ] You sure you want to do that when you're an accomplice?