Ram lays him down like a blushing bride on her wedding night, and Crozier laughs softly as he sinks into the mattress. He still feels oddly dainty, and the feeling isn’t helped by the way Ram’s looking down at him, hand hovering suggestively over his shirt like he’s just waiting to tear his clothes off of him. He waits with baited breath…
And continues to wait. And wait. And wait some more.
Rama knows Crozier well, because his vexation rises the longer he’s being teased. He huff and wriggles slightly, deciding he’ll just need to ruin the moment and complain.
No. Better idea.
“Are you not interested in taking my clothes off?”
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Ram lays him down like a blushing bride on her wedding night, and Crozier laughs softly as he sinks into the mattress. He still feels oddly dainty, and the feeling isn’t helped by the way Ram’s looking down at him, hand hovering suggestively over his shirt like he’s just waiting to tear his clothes off of him. He waits with baited breath…
And continues to wait. And wait. And wait some more.
Rama knows Crozier well, because his vexation rises the longer he’s being teased. He huff and wriggles slightly, deciding he’ll just need to ruin the moment and complain.
No. Better idea.
“Are you not interested in taking my clothes off?”