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"For now at least. Later if you're good I'll show you why they call me the snake." James tittered with a playful bounce of his eyebrows and slight gyration of his hips. The real answer was, of course, his snake-shift, but that was for future-Ianto to learn, and present-Ianto to wonder about.
"Hear it?" James guffawed, "Why it's practically history mate." Had he a tie, the snake might have straightened it indignantly. Instead, he merely stiffened and puckered his lip to show his distaste. "A flighty? How dare you even suggest such a thing."
Tapping his fingers lightly against Ianto's shoulder, James suddenly shrank and warped until there was a black snake draped around the fox's shoulders. He was hardly more than a foot and a half long and only a few inches wide. I know it because I was there. James hissed into Ianto's mind, his accent all the more musical as his forked tongue flickered from his mouth. Sliding his head across Ianto's shoulder, the snake popped his head into the opening of Ianto's shirt and began to descend.
"Hear it?" James guffawed, "Why it's practically history mate." Had he a tie, the snake might have straightened it indignantly. Instead, he merely stiffened and puckered his lip to show his distaste. "A flighty? How dare you even suggest such a thing."
Tapping his fingers lightly against Ianto's shoulder, James suddenly shrank and warped until there was a black snake draped around the fox's shoulders. He was hardly more than a foot and a half long and only a few inches wide. I know it because I was there. James hissed into Ianto's mind, his accent all the more musical as his forked tongue flickered from his mouth. Sliding his head across Ianto's shoulder, the snake popped his head into the opening of Ianto's shirt and began to descend.
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