"Are you going to answer that, Riley?" Damian leaned over the back of the couch that Riley was so comfortably reclined in.
"No." Riley shrugged.
"Turn it off?" suggested Damian.
"No. I'm waiting for a call."
"But you have a call." Damian's gaze drifted to Riley's coat. The beeping was not stopping and it was really getting on his nerves.
"Not the one I want." Riley didn't seem to be bothered at all.
Damian considered a moment. The coat was right there. All he had to do was grab it and get the transmessenger out to turn it off.
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Fiorelily
Captivated by Riley’s chest. Don’t know if it’s the level of artistry or just the beefcake loveliness…. both? 🙂