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[throughbamboo]

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[throughbamboo]

[IT MIGHT BE

(yeah it's pretty great)]

[doggonemad]

[ once he hits his limit, he pulls back a bit. ]

[throughbamboo]

[lifts his hand to lightly pat his cheek]

Point proven.

[doggonemad]

[ leans in to his touch, eye lighting up. ]

Toldja.

[throughbamboo]

[he grins and keeps his hand there, thumb brushing over his cheek]

[doggonemad]

[ leans in a bit more then. that's fine. ]

[throughbamboo]

[just for a moment or two longer. He leans in for a quick, soft kiss, then lowers his hand]

[doggonemad]

[ grumbles a bit as he pulls his hand away, boooooo. ]

[throughbamboo]

- my bad.

[cute. He'll put it back]

[doggonemad]

Feh. What else're ya gonna do with that hand, eh?

[throughbamboo]

There somethin' else ya want me ta do with it?

[doggonemad]

I like ya touchin' me.

[throughbamboo]

[his expression softens a bit]

Like this? [rub his thumb along his cheek]

[doggonemad]

Yeah. ... people ain't gentle much with me these days.

[throughbamboo]

. . . there anyone who treats ya gentle?

[doggonemad]

These days? Ehhh. No one really touches me these these days.

[throughbamboo]

[strokes his cheek again]

Don't really let 'em either, eh.

[doggonemad]

Nah. [ leans in. ] I mean— sure, I fuck around, but that ain't the same. It don't mean anythin'.

[throughbamboo]

Mmm . . . don't mean that kind, just - someone treatin' ya right.

[doggonemad]

Shimano's only been dead fer a year . . .

[throughbamboo]

[that really answers it, doesn't it.

He frowns and nods a bit, thumb stroking his cheek again]

[doggonemad]

[ closes his eye. ]

An' after that, I had ta think 'bout my boys.

[throughbamboo]

I know. Y'always put yer boys first.

Ya ever think 'bout yerself?

[doggonemad]

Yanno the answer ta that.

[throughbamboo]

[an understanding noise]

Yeah, I do.