[ for a moment, he'd really though they had something going there, but it doesn't look like mitch is up to that. bradbury is pretty sure that rushing to cover himself up is a flashing neon sign for you ain't getting laid tonight, so he's not really sure what to do with his hands.
he rolls his weight off mitch, like lying on his back will somehow alleviate the flush on his skin and the way he's still worked up enough to not be able to quite catch his breath. mind over body, right? it's not like he's a horny fifteen year old anymore. ]
So, was it good for you?
[ though he apparently still has the shitty sense of humor of one. ]
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he rolls his weight off mitch, like lying on his back will somehow alleviate the flush on his skin and the way he's still worked up enough to not be able to quite catch his breath. mind over body, right? it's not like he's a horny fifteen year old anymore. ]
So, was it good for you?
[ though he apparently still has the shitty sense of humor of one. ]