[Chilton grinned, chin dipped down towards his chest. Cassidy has a rather endearing way about him, and he couldn't find the urge to argue his point -- he wasn't wrong, after all. Chilton would very clearly not be doing the fucking as much as taking it. He had more experience in taking it, after all.]
Any luck? You'll have me whining for your hands shortly.
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Any luck? You'll have me whining for your hands shortly.
[Chilton wasn't always a patient man.]