There was so much that was wrong with it, so much that ought to give him pause, but none of it made a blind bit of difference. It felt like it had been forever since the last time that he was even close to this. Dakin's hands wandered and Irwin drew in a shuddering breath against Dakin's mouth.
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Date: 2012-10-11 09:46 pm (UTC)His hands were still fists.
"Say you want it."