"Now there's an idea," he mused and was honestly intrigued by the notion. Sliding onto the bed, he nuzzled up close to him. "I want to do a shoot where I pour stuff on you. Paint, chocolate, jello--though I guess jello doesn't really pour so much as it plops."
He reached over Elijah to grab the menu off the bedside table. "No, like a chocolate tower, or something. I thought I saw one. Or a giant piece of cake."
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