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[ralliesprotests]

Good afternoon, you've reached Rowan Lewis at Gay Agenda dot Com.
Unfortunately it's no longer the 90s, so feel free to leave a message after the beep but I ain't gonna check it.
Text me like a normal person. BEEP.

Comments

[ralliesprotests]

Fair enough. I’d argue that you’re the distracting one, though. How’s a person meant to keep their hands off you? [They don’t sound too upset about it. Why would they? Max is a very nice distraction, even if he has noticed their question avoidance technique. They’ll have to be more careful next time.]

[maximumcake]

[His voice dips low and sinful in a way that implies roving hands and scraping teeth and all kinds of other fun things to do in a dimly lit room.]

I can be a very good distraction when I wanna be.

[ralliesprotests]

[That tone makes the hairs on the back of Rowan's neck raise in the best possible way.]

Yeah, and if you keep that up, I'm going to have to come over and make you prove it, so if you have actual work to do you'd better cut it out. [Not that they'd ever mind, but sometimes they both do have other things to do. Can't stay in bed all day, even in fairy fuckland.]

[maximumcake]

Sadly, I do have work to do over here. So, I'll leave you like a fine dessert, always wanting more.

[One of these days, though, he' going to make time in the kitchen. One of these days.]

[ralliesprotests]

Another time, then. [Rowan smiles at him, confident in the knowledge that that time will come soon enough.]

At least you know if you leave me hanging I’ll still be ready for you when you want me. Put a pudding in the fridge and turn your back and it’s gone.

Done :)

[maximumcake]

True enough. And, the same can be said for me. You know where to find me when you get hungry.

[He'll hang up with a wink, because if he doesn't he's never going to finish these pretzels.]