Elven smiled when he heard that, his hand going back around Angel’s waist, slightly lower this time.“good.” He seemed to purr. He then grabbed the receipt, and the case of beer. He then lead him out of the store and saidn “which way too your place, Angel face.”
Angel felt like he wasn’t going to be able to compose himself for the rest of the way to his house. He leaned the side of his body against Elven’s arm and puffed out his cheeks in embarrassment. “It’s just down this road,” he murmured, hoping the man couldn’t hear his heart pumping loudly in his ears.
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