[Riley presses his cheek against Zetta's hair, nose buried in her curls, watching around her as Ferran gets started on Deacon. Some small part of him is glad for a chance to breathe. Another part of him is glad that Deacon gets to have the experience of being their... He doesn't really know what to call it -- But, Riley often gets used by Zetta and Ferran as they try to beat each other at whatever the game happens to be at the moment. And... he loves it.
This isn't quite the same, since Ferran's trying to make his point to Deacon himself, but... still. It's -- It's a good feeling, to be swept along by them.]
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This isn't quite the same, since Ferran's trying to make his point to Deacon himself, but... still. It's -- It's a good feeling, to be swept along by them.]