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[Dick licks his lips and Jason can't help but do the same, then nip at his lip, despite his own edict that they need to leave.

He forces himself to pull back afterward, running a hand through messy curls.]

Yeah ... text me the address, and I'll take my bike and meet you. After we scrub this place a little.

[They needed to at least yank the sheets and get rid of them, and turn the cameras back on.]

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