"Hmmm... I could probably pull of Ibrahim so long as I keep my true accent hidden. I'm sure you'll be happy to help with that." He continued mouthing his way down lower, across Methos' chest, and lower towards his stomach, nipping and kissing at the heated skin as he moved.
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Date: 2010-10-13 01:41 pm (UTC)