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“What’s that, darling?” Cecil called, barely looking up from his phone and humming in feigned disinterest as Carlos moaned lowly. “You’ll have to use your words, Carlos.” Cecil said, chuckling and typing out a message on his phone.
Carlos shifted slightly, trying to adjust the uneven pressure on his legs and finally drawing Cecil’s gaze with his movements.
“Uncomfortable?” Cecil asked, brow furrowing in concern until Carlos shook his head viciously, groaning as the movement pulled at his hair. “Good. Stay still then.” Cecil huffed dismissively, kicking his bare feet up onto his dressing table and flexing his toes with an appreciative hum.
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I'm sorry, Carlos can't come to the phone right now. He's a little... tied up