[The would-be mark turns out to be sharper than a tack, his tanned hand fisting his shirt and almost ripping him off his feet at the same time his grip squeezes his wrist. It's like getting jumped by a sleeping nightstalker, sudden and ferocious. Hard not to feel like jaws aren't closing in on him, a little huffed laugh around a mouth full of Benny's flesh.]
How about you lie down and stay dead, you bum?
[The wind punched out of him, Benny wheezes with his cheek against the wall, trying to jerk back and check him with his shoulder. But hell - there's nowhere to go, not from that husky voice in his ear. Wingtip shoes with slick soles don't get much grip on a wet floor, and he's a rough rider to buck. Struggling harder only puts more strain on his elbow, and Benny makes a pained noise as a particularly spirited lurch sends a shooting pain right into his shoulder, feels something pull and give under his skin. Then the other man's getting Benny's buckle one-handedly undone quicker than a Gomorrah girl on jet, the hell?]
Hey! [Benny snaps, feeling every little snag on the thread of his slack's belt loops on the scales of his luxurious tanned golden gecko hide belt as it gets pulled away from him.] Hands off the merchandise, you perv!
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How about you lie down and stay dead, you bum?
[The wind punched out of him, Benny wheezes with his cheek against the wall, trying to jerk back and check him with his shoulder. But hell - there's nowhere to go, not from that husky voice in his ear. Wingtip shoes with slick soles don't get much grip on a wet floor, and he's a rough rider to buck. Struggling harder only puts more strain on his elbow, and Benny makes a pained noise as a particularly spirited lurch sends a shooting pain right into his shoulder, feels something pull and give under his skin. Then the other man's getting Benny's buckle one-handedly undone quicker than a Gomorrah girl on jet, the hell?]
Hey! [Benny snaps, feeling every little snag on the thread of his slack's belt loops on the scales of his luxurious tanned golden gecko hide belt as it gets pulled away from him.] Hands off the merchandise, you perv!