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9:18 PM
[--It's hot. Allen drifts into a room and relaxes, pleased, at the sight of the pool. Without hesitation he starts stripping down, shedding his outer layers and leaving them on the floor, finally sinking into the cool water in just loose pants, with a pleased shiver. He cups his hands in the water and lifts it to splash over his face, and then just pauses, reveling in the feeling -- the chill water, and the pleasant scent of something in the air -- vanilla?
[He's grateful to get to feel and not... think.]
((ooc: From Marina. He's up for anything. I, however, want to include a disclaimer that I don't promise porn, and I may fail at tagging. Okay? Okay! /sobs))
[He's grateful to get to feel and not... think.]
((ooc: From Marina. He's up for anything. I, however, want to include a disclaimer that I don't promise porn, and I may fail at tagging. Okay? Okay! /sobs))