[ Tim got another couple of showy, bouncing leaps out of him, a flash of wolfish fangs. Then Majima was rearing up on his hind legs to prop his forepaws up on those beefy shoulders -- and then suddenly, it was Majima's arms looped around the man's neck and a warm kiss brushing up against Tim's lips. ]
Do my worst, huh? You sure about that?
[ Majima was just as shirtless as before, though his skin was warm with sun and exertion. ]
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Do my worst, huh? You sure about that?
[ Majima was just as shirtless as before, though his skin was warm with sun and exertion. ]