"You shot me."
"You're just not letting that one go, are you?"
Naked. Hard. Way to pick your moment, Daniel.
"Because you shot me."
"But I did it carefully."
"Aimed? Chose where to maim me?"
"Exactly! And you're not maimed. I saw you using that hand to scratch your ass yesterday."
"And I feel better, because?"
"You like knowing I'm watching your -- oh. That." Jack sighed. "Should've gone for your right shoulder. Made you drop the gun. I didn't."
Daniel's right hand curled forgivingly around Jack's cock. "Why? Oh -- because I write with it?"
"Yeah, that, too."
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