Christian Kane/David Boreanaz
Set during Ats2
“Where’d you get that one?”
A callused finger over a spot of purple and blue on David’s chest.
“That one?” Chris’ eyes on one slightly swollen cheek.
“Didn’t call in the stunt man, huh?”
“No. Think I can handle getting pounded by the girls.” David smiled, inhaled the scent of the man pressed close to him in the quiet of his set trailer.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d be jealous. All those marks on you and none of them mine.” Chris growled and David gasped as a finger slipped and grips tightened.
“Then make your own, Kane.”
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