[It doesn't take much into Polnareff's protest before Bruno's reduced to a fit of laughter. It starts off silent at first, but soon Bruno's burying his face in Polnareff's neck for volume control. He shakes his head a little, holding onto Polnareff tighter and pressing himself into him a little firmer.]
No, don't. [It's almost a small whine amid the laughter.] I like it here. It's warm.
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No, don't. [It's almost a small whine amid the laughter.] I like it here. It's warm.