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Lando gave himself almost a minute of challenge before stepping back. “Well, it was just a stupid shirt anyways. No need to dwell on it a whole week later,” was what he settled on, but even so it was obvious that he was still watching Oscar closely for his reaction. “There’s only one pussy I would turn vegan for, either way. ‘Till then I’d rather not starve myself.”
The look he directed at him was so pointed that Oscar felt himself blush furiously. His inner omega preened and his legs closed in the most obvious way ever to contain the slick wetting his panties, forgetting completely that there was no way it would be visible through the thick material of the team suit.
Lando smiled smugly as his eyes went down to Oscar’s pressed legs and he tilted his head to the side, looking him in the eyes again. “Do us both a favour and knock on my hotel room’s door tonight, yeah, Osc? I’m getting tired of waiting.”