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here]Rictor kissed at Vince's throat before paying attention to what he was saying and nodding. Yeah, that sounded like the intelligent thing to do. "We can. I kinda plan on it," he said with a wink, reluctantly waiting for Vince's hands to move away from his back
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The door he'd built was a bit wobbly, and it made a strange noise as Vince tugged it open and led them inside. It was sparse for the most part, the only thing standing out being the makeshift closet space he'd put together. Mostly consisting of a bar and a few handmade hangers that he used to display his glittery and bright clothes box treasures.
In the corner was a bed, made from blankets and towels... and, well, anything Vince could find, really.
"It's not much," he admitted, putting his boots down in the corner. "But I like it."
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"I think it's nice," he said, tossing his sneakers over by the door before tugging Vince closer again. "Did you build it?"
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"Enough about that though, weren't we chattin' about you and spandex before?" he grinned, playfully pushing Rictor's shirt up again. There was an innocence to it though, the way he ducked his head playfully for a better look.
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"And yeah. We were." He decided to help Vince out by taking the shirt off before kissing him again. He thought the head ducking was cute even if he wasn't going to say so. "But I look better when I'm not wearing it."
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