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[methodofmadness]

This is Christopher, leave a message. [He clears his throat and quietly to the side whispers 'how was that Peggy? Yeah...yeah some more oomph. I thought so too']

You've reached Chaos! Leave a message or this answering machine will explode!

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[methodofmadness]

[There is perhaps an internal war of whether or not he has feelings, but if asked he wouldn't deny they are friends, or that he likes him.

It's the like like that he will stumble on and embarrassedly trip over himself to deny. Don't look at him like that, he is an emotionless robot. Who happens to enjoy kissing a lanky, southern werewolf.

The hand in his hair might catch some static too and Christopher leans in more, trying not to slip and fall into him.]

[astraymoon]

[He doesn't know about the like like either. Attracted to yes. Likes kissing him, way too much. He would make the argument that Christopher is a mass of feelings, with so much static between them.

He slowly ends the kiss, but kisses the corner of his mouth and chin, one hand cupping the back of Christopher's head, the other giving his shoulder a squeeze.]

Here, get on my lap. You'll fall elsewise.

[methodofmadness]

[No feelings!!! Just electricity and kisses!

He may be pouting when Ger pulls back but he considers the space and very carefully maneuvers into the boys lap. He shifts and moves around like a dog circling a bed to get comfy, but he finds his spot.

How's that?

[astraymoon]

Perfect.

[He smiled, and gave him a little peck on the nose. The whole circling and getting comfy was way too cute not to give him a little kiss for that.

All for electricity and kisses.]

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