2 Works by Slown
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Jabber’s shirt rode up even more when he stretched. His back muscles were on display, toned and seemingly well moisturized.
Jabber cracked open an eye and smirked at Zanka's obvious attempts to hide his embarrassment. He could always see straight through him, and he absolutely loved teasing Zanka. He loved that someone as tough and serious as Zanka always got so flustered around him. It was adorable, and Jabber wanted to see just how red he could make the boy's face turn.
Jabber closed his eyes peacefully and arched his back, also leaning towards Zanka. “Go ahead, I know you wanna feel. I got them done a while ago, so it’s fine, I won’t get an infection. Probably.”
“Fine.” Zanka said as if he was worn down. In reality he folded under no pressure.