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Finally, Alex has gotten his shirt over his head, baring his chest completely. He smirks as he tosses it on the ground, apparently not caring if his sloppy disposal of it will result in stains from the grass and dirt. "Sir?" he questions, a brow raised almost to his hairline. There's a smirk playing at his lips that John has seen a hundred times before, always in prologue to some sort of dirty joke. Thus he's prepared for when Alex adds, "That's not what you were calling me last night, dearest Jack." Prepared, but not completely immune to embarrassment. The blush rises in his cheeks again.
OR, a quick bath in the Raritan has John reconsidering Alex.
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