Send me a ♮ for my muse’s reaction to yours coming up from behind and wrapping their arms around mine’s waist.

“Oy, Sutcliff. Wha’ d'ye think yer doin’?” Eric made no move to pry her off, but he shot an irritated glare over his shoulder. “Le’ go."
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“Fine, fine,” he murmured, walking cuddled to Eric’s side trying to stave off the cold. “So darling, how have you been?...
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With reluctance, Eric escorted Grell out of the building (of course, not before stopping by the break room to clock...