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oh , I know it.
(* heated hands move down his back. working the muscles there now )
you could just spend the night. itโs not worth swinging around
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yeah , this time. youโre normally all banged up. (* body grows a bit warmer. a hand slides to the back of his neck , massaging at the tense muscles )
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( legs intertwined, ankles hooked onto each other's. god, peter couldn't remember the last time he'd been so comfortable. )
oh come on, i only have a few bruises ... this time.
( a soft moan escaped his lips as he felt the change in johnny's body temperature, tangling his fingers in the blond locks. )
what .แฃ were you worried about me .แฃ
go big or go home, am i right .แฃ
( his body wasn't any better, so he didn't hesitate to cling to the warm figure of his best friend. )
tell me about it, octopus really wasn't nice to me yesterday.
please, i can break your heart no problem, hot stuff. but franklin's heart .แฃ i could never do that to my best pal.
... thanks for being my best friend, johnny.
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Iโm serious. we may bicker but youโre my best friend. plus franklin is excited to give you the handmade gift he made.
donโt break his little heart spidey.
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