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“What is it that you want me to do, Seeker?” Étoile purred, and James wanted nothing more than to reach through his laptop and get his hands on all that pale flesh.
Anything. Just let me see you. Let me see only you. But that hadn’t been his plan. He wasn’t as filthy and desperate as Étoile’s other regulars. No, he could control himself; show Étoile that he was better than those scum.
‘Tell me about yourself.’ James’s fingers shook on the keyboard.
He could still see Étoile kneeling on his bed, silent, wearing that damn shirt again, so big that it hid all of the constellations that James wanted to run his tongue over and connect with spit like some dirty connect-the-dots game.
Suddenly, Étoile sat down on the grey bed sheets, crossing his legs one over the other like a tease.
“You paid two hundred and fifty pounds just… To chat?” Étoile asked, confusion clear in his voice. “You know that’s crazy, right?"
James's fingers were already typing at the keyboard in a frenzy.
‘That's my dream.’
Étoile laughed.
“You’re an idiot,” he stated, but James could hear the smile in his voice.
‘I know.’
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Or, Regulus is a cam boy