"It comes with the genes," he said absently, lifting his feet to step out of his pants obediently. Alec slid the straps down over the first Z's shoulders, eyes widening a little - most definitely appreciative. "Damn, Z. Three of you might just kill me."
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Date: 2006-05-16 07:35 am (UTC)