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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Roger opened his mouth in surprise and delight. "Oh it's so on Flint, I accept that challenge and I will tackle you and shower you with affection. WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT IT." He snorted, his mind suddenly filled with the possibility of pinning Marcus to the floor in the showers at the club. Then his mind properly considered the idea of pinning Marcus to the floor in the showers at the change rooms, and on the benches, and against the wall, and suddenly the blood rushed out of his brain and headed south.

He looked up at Marcus with a quirked eyebrow. "I was joking when I said sticking something in my mouth would shut me up you know," he said conversationally as he took the spoon and groaned with appreciation at the delightful combination. "That is so good! I may have to prevail upon you for the recipe."

"Yes, that is true isn't it," he said with a huge smirk. "New rule: people with names beginning with 'M' and ending 'Arcus Flint' have to take off their shirts," he teased. "Although really, you have an amazing body. I'm always slightly envious when I watch you work out at the gym." He paused and toppled over onto his back in sudden mortification at what he'd revealed. Counting to three, he sat back up again and grinned as if he hadn't just revealed his voyeuristic tendencies. Luckily he hadn't mentioned how often he was deeply impressed by the sight of Marcus naked. "But yeah, I think we'll eat here. We can watch the telly that way."

He was about to say something more when Marcus' eyes went very large at the sight and sound of Johnny Depp à la Jack Sparrow alighting onto the dock. "Welcome to the world of Muggle entertainment mate," Roger said, grabbing a piece of garlic naan to eat with his soup. He ate his soup in companionable silence, looking over occasionally to peak at Marcus' adorably transfixed expression. After he'd finished his bowl, and grabbed himself some onion rice an curry, he gently poked Marcus' knee with his foot. "You can eat and watch you know."