"I am treating you right, you're just not appreciating it properly. I did warn you I was gonna take my time." James shifted upright, reaching behind his head with his right hand and getting a grip on his collar. A quick yank pulled the shirt over his head and off, revealing his sculpted torso - and the scars where his metal arm joined his body.
In a strange way, he was happy to see them, now. They were part of him, the him that he'd chosen to be. The him that Len wanted.
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Date: 2016-08-30 01:40 am (UTC)In a strange way, he was happy to see them, now. They were part of him, the him that he'd chosen to be. The him that Len wanted.