The laugh made Varick break into a whole hearted smile, forgetful for a blissful moment of the bad things going on in his life at the moment. He seemed incredibly satisfied by the fact that Shannon was at his mercy, especially with such sensitive skin. His big hand slipped down around the other's heel, smoothing up his Achilles' tendon and wedging warmly between the fabric of his pants and his calf. Finally, grabbing the hems of both legs, he tugged Shannon's pants down, the waistband grazing wickedly across the front and back of the fox as Varick pulled. It almost jerked him off of the bed, but he managed to lift up instead near the end and shuck the pants of entirely, letting them drop carelessly to the floor.
"You look perfect like this." Somewhat helpless, still tangled in his shirt, underwear tugged down slightly from the removal of his pants.
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