I died in your arms, why won't you set me free?

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Tom shook his head, chewing on a strand of hair.

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Michael switched to an amused look. "So no touching you," he reached out a hand to trail a finger down Tom's leg. "No touching myself," he took the hand back and slid it down his stomach to his crotch. "And no looking at you the wrong way. I think I know the rules now." He leaned back on his elbows.

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Tom gulped quietly. "Right. Now stick to them."

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Michael threw his head back and moaned softly. "This isn't against the rules is it?"

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Tom chewed on the inside of his lip and didn't answer. His daughter chuckled.

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Michael moved his arms and let himself collapse onto his back, arching a little to get comfortable, "The sky is beautiful."

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Tom rolled his eyes, chuckling softly.

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"Too bad babysitters don't grow on trees," Michael looked up at the sky through the branches before closing his eyes with a sigh of contentment.

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Tom laughed languidly. "Is that how things happen in Australia? Do the trees you live under grow babysitters when you need them?"

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"Common misconception. We have kangaroos babysit for us." Michael slung one of his arms over his eyes to block the sun.

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"Oh, I thought it was the wallabies." Tom murmured, not entirely focused on the conversation. Dammit. He can focus really well...

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Michael shifted one leg so his knee was bent slightly, 'accidently' spreading his legs somewhat in the process, "Them too. Depends on the children."

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Tom focused again. "So, who sat you?"

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"Mmm," Michael pretended to think about it. "I don't remember. Hey, come here."

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"Why?" Tom asked suspiciously. "And what about Marlee?"

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"Marlee can come too. Just come here," Michael uncovered his eyes and looked over at them. "Or I'll go to you. Do you want it that way?"

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"I'm not moving." Tom raised his eyebrow and stared sceptically at Michael.

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Michael sat back up with a grunt and moved to Tom's side. "You win," he leaned close to kiss Tom on the cheek before moving back to a responsible distance.

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"No touching!" Tom reminded him with a smirk.

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"I forgot," Michael grinned. "What happens if I break the rules? Do you punish me?"

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Tom gave him a look. "Wouldn't you like to know?"

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"Maybe," Michael chuckled and tapped his fingers on his thigh thoughtfully.

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Tom wrinkled his nose and gave Michael another imperious look. Marlee mumbled to herself quietly as she chewed on his finger.

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"This must be why parents always seem so stressed," Michael sighed.

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"Why?" Tom asked, eyes sparkling. "I'm not stressed, are you?"