"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."


"I aimed."

"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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