Re: In-person: Janus A/Steve M
[The pale fingers closed possessively over the watch face.] No. I wasn't going to give it back. It's mine. [With theatrical belligerence, though they smiled after. Their eyes dropped to falling cookie crumbs, then up to his mouth, and then away to the watch again. They had wound it, and the man's dick twitched along. Janus laughed.] Where did you find it?