When Dexter was watching intently, Reese hugged him from behind and kissed him on the cheek.
Dexter felt itchy and his shoulders shrugged up.
The collar of his sportswear was already wide, so Reese simply pulled it gently to expose his shoulders from the collar, and then bit it.
"Why don't you take a shower after the game?"
"It doesn't matter, the sweat has dried. I'll wash it up later!" Dexter was still staring at the computer screen.
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