[ Those jeans are kicked high and far to the other side of the lounge as he laughs, sinking his knees either side of Chris's hips and falling with the bounce of the couch until he can steady himself. He settles in happily and palms his way to the front of Chris's regulation issue pants, flicking open their fastening as he looks him in the eye. ]
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Finally, I get to take care of you for a change.