song choice
trauma • xxkatusjinsux
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Not even ten minutes later he had replied.
Bar Guy
Hey you free rn?
Yeah. Why?
It's pretty obvious no?
Mmm, nah. Might need you
to explain actually.
I want you, you twat.
I'm still confused, want
me for what hm?
To get your ass over
here and fuck me
What? No please?
You are so difficult
Still not hearing a please.
Please, for the love of
Mary and Joseph, fuck me
Was that so difficult?
You're pedantic
I could always just not
be available rn
The front doors unlocked,
you already know where
I live.
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You sigh with a smile, chuckling to yourself. You look over your outfit and raise your eyebrows. Even though they're work clothes, they don't look half bad so, you decide to keep them on - ridding yourself of the tights.
You figured they would only be a hassle to get off later.
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Twenty minutes and you hear the front door opening and closing followed, shortly after, by shuffling.
"I'm assuming you're my booty call and not a burglar?" You call out from your room, letting the 'mystery' person know where you are.
The bottom step of the stairs creaks loudly and you chuckle as the footsteps ascend closer. The bedroom door you had left ajar opens slowly and quietly, a familiar man stepping out from behind it.
He wore a pair of jeans and a simple tee. Now usually that wouldn't catch your eye, but in this case it did, considering how the tight shirt outlined his muscles perfectly.
The short sleeved shirt also allowed you to observe the tattoos he had stroked all along the skin of his arms.
You roll onto your stomach and rest your chin on the palms of your hands, your elbows propping your upper body up. "You know you'd be a pretty shitty burglar."
He stares at you for a moment, deep brown eyes invading what little security you had. His eyes pierced you, you don't know how, but you felt at most vulnerable under his vacant gaze.
He sighs and says his next sentence clearly and leisurely, as if speaking to a foreigner. "Good thing I'm not here to burgle you."
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