Michael frowned after the departing man, unsure what had just happened. But he hated complications, when it came to this, so perhaps it was for the best things had stopped when they did, whatever the matter actually was. He closed up his jeans, wincing slightly on account of his erection, on his way out of the backroom, back towards the bar. He might yet find someone else, for tonight.
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Date: 2014-08-20 12:56 pm (UTC)