#cstjames

marley isn’t sure what it says about him that he’s able to recognize carson from across the room. his perfectionistic attention to detail is probably to blame but he also likes to think that he has a sixth sense for elligible bachelors -- particular those bachelors that are willing to partake in his kinky wish fulfillment after just one conversation. marley flits across the room with all the grace his lithe dancer’s body allows and daintily slips his hands over carson’s eyes while leaning up on tiptoe to hook his chin over his shoulder. “guess who?” he sing-songs, trying to mask the telltale signs of his aussie accent. “i’ll give you a hint -- it’s someone who can make this gala much more interesting if you’d like.”