Fuck, it had no right to be as hot as it was, as fucked up as the situation had become. Danny's hip bones peeked out from the top of his loose jeans, sweat trailing down the ghosting of a happy trail. The blond leaned back against the wall, letting the johns eye him appreciatively, while a cigarette dangled from his lips
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