He doesn't protest it; it's a rare day when he turns down Charlie's advances, even when Charlie's drunk. The paranoid part of his mind, of course, hopes that drunk Charlie didn't say anything too revealing, either about their business back home or their unique partnership, but that's a question for later. At this point, he knows Charlie only has one thing on his mind, and getting an answer out of him will be difficult indeed.
He runs a hand down Charlie's chest, shaking his head. "How'd you manage to find clothes that look good?" It just wasn't fair.
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He doesn't protest it; it's a rare day when he turns down Charlie's advances, even when Charlie's drunk. The paranoid part of his mind, of course, hopes that drunk Charlie didn't say anything too revealing, either about their business back home or their unique partnership, but that's a question for later. At this point, he knows Charlie only has one thing on his mind, and getting an answer out of him will be difficult indeed.
He runs a hand down Charlie's chest, shaking his head. "How'd you manage to find clothes that look good?" It just wasn't fair.