[There's a cigarette lit in his mouth when he opens the door, sunglasses perched on his nose and hair a little mussed from the ride over. He gives a low whistle when he slides the glasses off, moving into Steve's space with a grin that says i'm so proud of you. The closer he gets the more he sees, ignores that lingering desire to touch the marks. To see more.
It passes: he drops the painkillers onto the counter, takes a seat at it and fits his tongue against his teeth as he tracks the little purple sparks across Steve's neck properly. ] He went to town on you.
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It passes: he drops the painkillers onto the counter, takes a seat at it and fits his tongue against his teeth as he tracks the little purple sparks across Steve's neck properly. ] He went to town on you.