Seamus nudged back, then gave Dean a cheerful thumbs up. "The best in the world," he agreed, surveying his open presents and the discarded wrapping paper. "And that's your emotional moment for the day." He stuck his tongue out and wriggled away from Dean to sweep the magnets back into their box for now.
Shaking his head, he wrinkled his nose in distaste. "No, thank you. I think one other person is plenty for me." He'd never really thought about it - but apparently today his brain was taking a leaf out of Dean's book, because all he could imagine was a group of his friends sprawled in varying states of undress. As much as he loved his friends - no. "Maybe one person and one toy - that's three dicks in the bed, I'm pretty sure that's my limit."
Far from continuing to laze, Seamus bounded to his feet. "Are you off to work?" he asked. "Or something?" If so, he'd have to find something to occupy his time. Something fun, since it was his birthday and all.