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Sin leads Athelstan outside, hand in hand. The sun has just set and the first stars are coming out. Sin draws him gently to an out of the way corner where the grass is soft and there's a view of the sky over the lake. "Here, lay down with me."

He stretches out on the grass, his white blouse riding up to reveal creamy flesh framed by his low slung jeans.

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[athelstanthescribe]

So he does, his eyes drawn to the stretch of skin visible above Sin's jeans before he flushes and looks up at the stars.