Creedy arched a brow as he caught the can, twisting it in his hands as he listened to Quinn from the relative comfort of the man's bed. Vaseline? Oh. Oh.
Creedy's grin broadened a bit as he held it up in one hand.
"'Ave you been holding out on me, mate?" He was a bit more excited by the prospect that he was letting on. Sex was great when they got around to it, but fuck the idea of having an actual hypothetically functioning brand of lube got a twitch of interest from his cock that should have been embarrassing.
The truth was not much embarrassed Creedy anymore, and he unscrewed the cap with a hopeful glance inside. Not even a little dried out.
Okay maybe there was a little to be embarrassed of. Like the time Creedy had asked that other group of survivors, with an awkward lack if discretion, if they knew of any way to make sex a bit easier going. They had managed all right until now but damn if he was not dying of curiosity now.
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Creedy's grin broadened a bit as he held it up in one hand.
"'Ave you been holding out on me, mate?" He was a bit more excited by the prospect that he was letting on. Sex was great when they got around to it, but fuck the idea of having an actual hypothetically functioning brand of lube got a twitch of interest from his cock that should have been embarrassing.
The truth was not much embarrassed Creedy anymore, and he unscrewed the cap with a hopeful glance inside. Not even a little dried out.
Okay maybe there was a little to be embarrassed of. Like the time Creedy had asked that other group of survivors, with an awkward lack if discretion, if they knew of any way to make sex a bit easier going. They had managed all right until now but damn if he was not dying of curiosity now.
"It would just be wrong to let it go to waste."