"More than once, perhaps." He crackled a laugh as he led the way, weaving a path to one of the aforementioned private alcoves. Leaning back against the wall to watch Cyril's approach, he began loosening the laces at the neck of his shirt to reveal the first curls of his tattoo.
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Date: 2015-10-18 02:21 am (UTC)