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âUh-huh, sure,â Jae murmured, ignoring the other manâs words as he picked him up and carried him across the room, âAnd pray tell, what are you going to do to stop me?â He glanced down at the man in his arms, a smirk etched onto his face.
   He whined and pouted slightly. âI can fucking fight you.â He said, although they both knew Thomas couldnât fight for his life. He squirmed around in the otherâs arms, his own going around his neck to support himself. âAnd what are you going to do, just carry me around to make me mad for hours? Your arms will fall off.â
âAh right. Fight me...â Jaeâs smirk only grew, âIâd much rather the fucking part, but if you want to fight me, be my guest.â He held Thomas tighter, not wanting to drop him with all the squirming he was doing. âThatâs a very tempting idea now you suggest it. I might just do that. I do love seeing you frustrated.â Jae carried him through to the next room, happily humming to himself and to tease and annoy Thomas at the same time.

















