Deacon remains standing, back against a wall, an instinctive response to feeling vulnerable and exposed, even though it's a different sort of exposed right now and no one's likely to stage an ambush in here.
He doesn't try so hard not to look any more, the informal non-agreement gone now. He'll just try to stay casual, just hanging around here naked with a naked woman he's barely met, yup. Thank God that he's older, wiser, less horny than he used to be. Twenty-five, thirty years ago, this would have gotten really awkward for him really quickly.
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Deacon remains standing, back against a wall, an instinctive response to feeling vulnerable and exposed, even though it's a different sort of exposed right now and no one's likely to stage an ambush in here.
He doesn't try so hard not to look any more, the informal non-agreement gone now. He'll just try to stay casual, just hanging around here naked with a naked woman he's barely met, yup. Thank God that he's older, wiser, less horny than he used to be. Twenty-five, thirty years ago, this would have gotten really awkward for him really quickly.