Forever J
i just have a serious addiction to sad music
Reaver blushed a bit more as he'd felt his shirt being lifted. A gentle snicker escaping him again as his tail wagged against the counter. "Not as toned or as hard as yours is."
Graham raised his own and then looked between the two. "You're leaner. I'm a bit buffer. See?" Graham grabbed Reaver's hand and placed it on his navel.