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ʟʏʀɪᴄᴀʟʟʏ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴏᴘᴛɪᴍᴜs ᴘʀɪᴍᴇ ([personal profile] folklore) wrote in [community profile] laography2013-11-01 04:46 am
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[ Tossing his shirt aside, because he has no reason to worry about it as opposed to Tommy's, Minho doesn't really feel much shame for joining him in his half naked state. Because he's confident with himself, and, really, it's only fair for them to even the playing field. Besides, he's a little distracted by the image in front of him. Because, seriously.

He steps forward to the foot of the bed, basically going to stand between his legs as he follows the draw of his grabby hands. If Thomas wants to get his hands on him, then Minho really wants to get his hands on Thomas.

Hand lifting, he skirts it up along his chest, fingers tracing over where he's left his signature at his collar. Going higher, he brushes his fingers up his neck, following his pulse until he can cradle his face in one hand. It certainly isn't just a hit it and quit it kind of gesture, and he figures he ought to make it known.
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Real glad that you decided to come. [ He thumbs at his cheek. ] Need to let you know, though. This doesn't really feel like a one night stand kinda thing.