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Roger James Timothy Davies (rogeringdavies) wrote in finnigans_rpg,

Roger bumped his shoulder against Marcus' gently. "Hey it's not all bad. At least you didn't have the mortification of being asked to be part of multiple threesomes with older, and Marc I mean older fans. Those memories will haunt me forever."

He looked at Marcus solemnly for a moment, then hugged him. "My Greek heritage salutes you, Cap."

He felt a rush of warmth in his belly and he smiled beatifically at Marcus. "I knew she was lying," he said, possibly far more happily than was warranted. He was so happy, he didn't even notice the way Marcus froze up at the mention of Ben. "I bet she was just doing it to get attention, or try and capitalise on your fame." He shook his head and frowned. "Stupid cow," he added viciously.

He looked up Marcus arms, spread out in a classic 'receiving a blow job on the couch from the milkman' position found abundantly in porn, and smiled. "You don't have to be so uncomfortable, you can even massage my head if you like. Melly does that for me all the time, sends me straight to sleep." He closed his eyes blissfully as Marcus' fingers hesitantly stroked his head. "Holy Rowena that' good," he sighed, opening his eyes to see a fight scene on the television. "A cinema is like a room, where they basically project giant versions of this onto a wall," he said helpfully. "I think I should totally take you out for Muggle London experience, what do you say?"