(Locked to Neil)
( from here)
"That was earlier... I'm wide awake now," Logan replied, turning his head to give the whip a look-over. It was nothing fancy. Plain black leather, tightly braided and oiled by the look of it. "My hand wasn't good enough, we need props now?" he asked the other boy, slowly running one hand down Neil's bare chest and then hooking his fingers in the waist of his Jeans.
"I guess I can work with that," he decided, getting to his feet and looking down a little at the other boy as he held out his hand to take the braided leather. "If that's what'll get you off. It's kinda hot, actually."
"That was earlier... I'm wide awake now," Logan replied, turning his head to give the whip a look-over. It was nothing fancy. Plain black leather, tightly braided and oiled by the look of it. "My hand wasn't good enough, we need props now?" he asked the other boy, slowly running one hand down Neil's bare chest and then hooking his fingers in the waist of his Jeans.
"I guess I can work with that," he decided, getting to his feet and looking down a little at the other boy as he held out his hand to take the braided leather. "If that's what'll get you off. It's kinda hot, actually."