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“Is it so?” Pierre walked into the room and closed the door behind him. He knew damn well what they were about to do and he would like some privacy for it. He sat down and looked right at Matthieu. “What were we doing in your… thoughts?” He pointed to his own head, as if the movement of his hands would complete any word or meaning he had lost in translation. He watched Matthieu intentively, a small smirk on the corner of his lips. “Please tell me. in detail.”
Pierre was into it and Matthieu liked that. The door closed, giving them some privacy — even from his own party. “Well.” He walked towards Pierre, unbuttoning the top three buttons of his white shirt. “Better if I show it, no?” He said, standing a little too close to him. His hand on Pierre’s waist. “If you like.” He smirks, before grabbing his butt.