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aiden1896
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As he was picked up, Damon couldn't help but giggle a little, wrapping his arms around Ginta's neck and making a trail of soft kisses around the guy's cheek and down his neck. With a short sigh at the question asked, he shrugged a little as he was put down on the couch and looked up at his partner, "I don't know, he was...weird. And..."taking his lower lip in between his teeth, Damon's mind was wrestling with whether or not to tell him about the passing out part. Finally, changing his view from his husband's face to the floor, he didn't want to see the expression when he said the next part, the accountant quietly and slowly finished his sentence, "And, he swore he didn't do anything, even got really mad when I accused him of being a lech, but I was in the bathroom and next thing I know, I'm on the couch with him leaning over me...I..." he sighed and looked back up. His expression was like a puppy that knew it just ripped up the trash and was saying sorry before it was found; he felt guilty.