"Hey Shaun?" Desmond called him from across the sanctuary.
"What?" Shaun didn't even look at him.
"Have you seen my socks? They keep going missing." Desmond asked.
Shaun went tense as his thoughts wandered to the collection of Desmond's sweat stained socks he hid under his bed.
"Nope." Shaun said, his voice an octave higher.
"Huh." Desmond sounded suspicious. "Guess I'll just sleep barefoot." He yawned and pulled off his ratty shoes, which revealed his muscular, sweaty bare feet.
"Night." Desmond called as he padded over to his sleeping bag. Shaun listened to the sound of Desmond's bare soles slapping against the floor as he made his way over to his sleeping bag and settled into it.
When Desmond starting heavy breathing, Shaun finally looked back; he was fast asleep.
Lucy and Rebecca were on a girls night out, this was a perfect opportunity.
Shaun crept over to the spot where Desmond had left his worn old sneakers, checking once more to make sure he was asleep, Shaun picked one up and brought it close to his nose.
He inhaled deeply and moaned in pleasure at the sour sweaty stench of Desmond's stale foot sweat, built up after a night of freerunning around monterigioni.
He picked up the other shoe and sniffed that one too, it was just as pungent as its brother.
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