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mannythejaguar:
It hadn’t been hard to miss the sounds of panic and pleasure even from around the corner, Manny’s newfound gift of telepathy aiding his already heightened sense of hearing. He followed after it, curious and finding it familiar, stopping right in the nick of time as the closet door rather violently opened and nearly smacked him in the face. The shifter peered around it, raising a brow as he looked the other man over.
“Barry? What on earth are you doing in there?” he asked, not sure if he ought to be more concerned or amused at the other’s predicament. Possibly both.
“Manny!” Barry managed in a rather high-pitched voice. “Good to see you again,” he added with a nod, not wanting his friend to know what was going on. The fact that they had slept together many times before did not matter because the way Manny found him in a broom closet was just too embarrassing.
“I was, uh... I needed to get away,” he said. It was the truth after all. “Kinda hate when these spells are flying all over the place, y’know?” And messing with my body... was the thought that lingered after.














