[ Spy is a trap of long limbs, like some sort of tortuousoctipus. Scout is rolled over, abandoning his attempt at escape for an attempt at stooping those hands. ]
Imputum fulmiffffphahaha!
[ He can barely breathe, much less remember an incantation from forever ago. He grabs at Spy's elbows, trying to push them back and get those clever hands off of his skin. He's pretty desperate for relief at this point, just not enough to call uncle yet. The lack of oxygen going to his brain right now is probably what spurs him to lean up and try to kiss the older man. ]
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Imputum fulmiffffphahaha!
[ He can barely breathe, much less remember an incantation from forever ago. He grabs at Spy's elbows, trying to push them back and get those clever hands off of his skin. He's pretty desperate for relief at this point, just not enough to call uncle yet. The lack of oxygen going to his brain right now is probably what spurs him to lean up and try to kiss the older man. ]