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She tucks some of his hair behind his ear, with a (blurry) smile on her lips. He looks down at her, flushed a little, swaying into her so he can snag a kiss or two or more. "These look so nice on you," she muses, still playing with his hair. John feels his face heat up at the compliment.
"Y'think?" he murmurs, going a little cross-eyed the way he's staring at her, trying to focus on her expression. Keaton nods, kissing the tip of his nose, down to his cheek, the corner of his mouth, his jaw. She nods again, and her pupils are blown out with arousal, gaze sultry and sparkling. "Aren't you just my pretty boy? Wearing my glasses,"
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Carter is obsessed with riling up Dr. Keaton, especially when they're technically at work. She decides to have a little fun herself when he steals her glasses just to mess with her.