Seamus watched Percy with growing incredulity, not only at his need to get every box aligned just so, but also at his apparently willful denial. Not to mention the fact that he was, apparently, capable of getting shagged. Brow arched and arms crossed, Seamus drawled, "Aye, I'm sure he has nothing better to than to drive you mad." Not that it would be too hard, Seamus reckoned. "Whatever marked you and your bloke up, how do you know it was your brother and not someone else with a bone to pick with you?"
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