Casey's breath caught in his throat, and somewhere along the way he lost the towel he'd had around his waist. He barely had time to think about what they had just been talking about before he found himself dropped down onto the bed. When Sigmund reached down to lift his hips up and slick him, Casey squirmed a little, trying to get away just for the fun of it. He knew that Sigmund wouldn't let him get very far, but he wanted to try anyway.
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