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Raven // Ezra (Shae) Dufraisne (in_the_wings) wrote in paxletalelogs,

Shae's eyebrows arched in surprise at what his fingers discovered in the depths of that pocket. Talk about disproportionate. Mirza was obviously not a large man, but from the sheer girth of what he'd felt through that flimsy material, well...suffice it to say, he was impressed.

They finally managed to stumble inside the apartment, entangled as they were, and it wasn't until the other man slipped out of Shae's arms that the situation in his own jeans became apparent. Mirza was very specific with his instructions, though, so Shae obediently turned each and every lock, including the deadbolt, until all was secured. With the way his partner had darted off, he was almost positive it was more diversion than any real concern over security.

After all, he was the perfect stranger with the gun- and now they were both locked in.

Shae took time to remove his boots and socks and deposit them by the front door, though there was an obvious urgency to the action, and as he shrugged out of his jacket, he took a few moments to observe the interior of the apartment. He wasn't trying to memorize or catalog, merely acquaint himself with his surroundings.

The trail of scattered garments was easy enough to follow, and Shae smiled as he entered the bedroom to find Mirza stretched out on the mattress invitingly. He reached up to loosen one of the straps on his shoulder holster, devouring the visual buffet spread out before his eyes.

"'Dat's not da kind of jewelry you see ev'ry day, now, is it?" He made a motion with his chin, presumably to indicate Mirza's nipple piercings, as he stepped to the edge of the bed, his fingers brushing over the skin of his partner's exposed ankle.