[The cry grabs Owen’s attention, looking back down at Shylock.]
…
[Well, then.]
…Okay. I won’t keep wasting time.
[He shifts back just a bit, hands moving down Shylock’s stomach to his waistband. His eyes stay on Shylock’s face, watching for a reaction from the older wizard as he unfastens his pants.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful form of agony?]
It’s your bar. Are we going to be doing this dry?
bye
…
[Well, then.]
…Okay. I won’t keep wasting time.
[He shifts back just a bit, hands moving down Shylock’s stomach to his waistband. His eyes stay on Shylock’s face, watching for a reaction from the older wizard as he unfastens his pants.
Wouldn’t it be a wonderful form of agony?]
It’s your bar. Are we going to be doing this dry?
[where the lube at, you horny westie.]