"I'm not sure how you manage to ever leave the room with all this available to you." Dean chuckled and slipped both arms around Jaime once he was settled. The fingers of one hand lightly stroked the central spot on Jaime's spine where Khaji's legs emerged.
He was actually pretty prone to cuddling, too, not that he'd ever admit to it as such. It was: sharing body heat, conserving bed space, or physically unable to move so I'm just going to lay here and try not to purr. Never cuddling.
"You don't date much, I gather?" Dean cracked one eye open and peered at Jaime curiously. He seemed like a pretty decent guy, so Dean had to wonder why the solitude. Unless it was because of his hitchhiker. Which, he supposed, he could understand. He tended to stick to one night stands for similar, less-than-believable reasons.
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He was actually pretty prone to cuddling, too, not that he'd ever admit to it as such. It was: sharing body heat, conserving bed space, or physically unable to move so I'm just going to lay here and try not to purr. Never cuddling.
"You don't date much, I gather?" Dean cracked one eye open and peered at Jaime curiously. He seemed like a pretty decent guy, so Dean had to wonder why the solitude. Unless it was because of his hitchhiker. Which, he supposed, he could understand. He tended to stick to one night stands for similar, less-than-believable reasons.