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Not sure why when thinking about gold ingots this was the first use for one that popped into my head! ;P
Charlie really hoped Tony, the museum night watchman, would not notice the bulge in his pants. Smuggling items out of the place had never been on his agenda when he'd asked to examine the Horace Collection. But then he hadn't expected to be fucked six ways from Sunday by a god and then have a gold ingot shoved up his arse as a promise for later either.
Wrapping his coat round himself, he shuffled out of the door, trying to look casual - difficult when all he could think about was exactly how Deimos had promised to remove the ingot, personally.
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