"Hey, aren't I supposed t'be your trophy boyfriend? You're the older one
with the millions of dollars," Davin says with a laugh, but he happily
accepts James' kisses. The food is momentarily forgotten as he slides his
arms around James' waist and rests his head on his shoulder. "I'm just the
cute young thing with the tiny apartment and engine grease under his
fingernails."
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Date: 2016-09-26 06:35 am (UTC)"Hey, aren't I supposed t'be your trophy boyfriend? You're the older one with the millions of dollars," Davin says with a laugh, but he happily accepts James' kisses. The food is momentarily forgotten as he slides his arms around James' waist and rests his head on his shoulder. "I'm just the cute young thing with the tiny apartment and engine grease under his fingernails."