"Fuck," he mouths, eyes closing for a blink, then focusing on the coffee on the table, smacking dry lips for something, and he focuses back on Cesare, hips firmly unmoving. "Is it, really, to you? Thought you were going for the bad rather than the good in life."
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Date: 2009-01-04 11:28 am (UTC)