Lace tightened his grip on his shirt when Lev's hands came to a stop at his thighs, his cheeks flushing deeply as he nervously stared at Lev's hands. He felt very vulnerable in this position, Lev's face was in his bare breasts and his hands were on his thighs, nothing could possibly distract--ring "....?" ring ring Was that his cellphone...?
Lace released his shirt and shifted to reach for his phone.
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Date: 2016-02-13 02:18 am (UTC)Lace released his shirt and shifted to reach for his phone.