Chas gasped as his back hit the tree. It was one thing to watch John in action. It was another to be the focus of his attention. It was, in all honesty, one of the hottest things Chas had ever experienced.
Roger was wandering down the beach when he spotted a curious sight: John Constantine, getting what seemed to be very... sweet with someone. He was relieved to see that it wasn't Mark, and it obviously wasn't him. In fact, it was the man he'd caught John in a lurid embrace with. That was strangely amusing.
"Hello," he called, stopping a few paces short of them, his electric guitar on his back.
Roger actually hadn't noticed at first that John and his... companion were in nothing but boxers, but now that he did, he was more than just a little amused. He smiled at the two.
"I don't doubt it," Roger said, winking instincively at the other man. "Roger Davis." He held out his hand.
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"Hello," he called, stopping a few paces short of them, his electric guitar on his back.
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He turned his head and kissed Chas's cheek, but made no other move to stand or dress.
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"Hello," he said. "It's all his fault. As usual."
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"I don't doubt it," Roger said, winking instincively at the other man. "Roger Davis." He held out his hand.
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