"Hardly." Jay chuckles, sucking at taking compliments.
He lifts his arms, letting the tee-shirt go gladly. His skin is so pale it almost seems to reflect the moonlight, the thicker scars casting strange shadows across his skin. He leans back a touch, letting Emcee look and touch as much as he wishes. He's comfortable in his skin and Emcee has already seen all of him so he has no concern of having to explain his scars.
"These too?" He asks, thumb tucked under the waistband of his sweats.
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Date: 2014-06-17 05:44 am (UTC)He lifts his arms, letting the tee-shirt go gladly. His skin is so pale it almost seems to reflect the moonlight, the thicker scars casting strange shadows across his skin. He leans back a touch, letting Emcee look and touch as much as he wishes. He's comfortable in his skin and Emcee has already seen all of him so he has no concern of having to explain his scars.
"These too?" He asks, thumb tucked under the waistband of his sweats.