Accepting the hose with one hand, Benedict takes the opportunity to finally rub his backside with the other, wincing.
"It wasn't that bad," he half-lies, but his sheepish smile betrays him. "...the way you were looking at me after he left, I was afraid I'd come back to a second round."
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Date: 2020-10-09 12:36 am (UTC)"It wasn't that bad," he half-lies, but his sheepish smile betrays him. "...the way you were looking at me after he left, I was afraid I'd come back to a second round."