He pouts and shrugs helplessly, hiding behind his cigarette and a puff of smoke, but really, all the better to keep lying there on the bed to watch her delightfully naked form (except for the socks) get up and cross the room.
"Oh, darling, you are a martyr for our cause," he declares.
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Date: 2015-01-17 11:46 pm (UTC)"Oh, darling, you are a martyr for our cause," he declares.