james
smoking kills
"Bet you would." The thief chortled back with a generous bob of his brows. However as Oliver easily tumbled to the ground, the snake scrambled to his feet and then tried to position himself ontop of the smaller and younger man, a triumphant grin on his face.
"Well, now you lose, I'd say."" James noted, leaning forward and running a hand through Oliver's curls as if to display just how helpless the other man was. James might not weigh a ton, but he did weigh more than Oliver. "Lesson three poptart, keep your sympathy and curiosity for after the fight, lest you find yourself arse up like ye' are now."
but so does love.
