Rooney smiled at Thoreau for a moment, then pressed his lips to his neck. "I'd give you some more if I could. But, I can't from here." He told him and glanced at one of the guards who was eying him. He sighed softly and touched Thoreau's hand, pulling it from beneath his shirt.
"Maybe we should be fags and hold hands." Rooney snorted and shook his head. "Or kill the guards and flee."
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