[He lets out a needy little whine, but he wraps his hand around himself again.]
Good boys don't come. Good-
[He goes totally silent as he edges this time -- biting his lip, not that Hope can see it -- and quickly lets go. He's gonna have to stay here and wait a minute, lest the pressure of his jeans as he walks be a risk to being good.]
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Good boys don't come. Good-
[He goes totally silent as he edges this time -- biting his lip, not that Hope can see it -- and quickly lets go. He's gonna have to stay here and wait a minute, lest the pressure of his jeans as he walks be a risk to being good.]