But the loneliness never left me
I always took it with me
How on earth were you to know this would become a recurring theme? Maybe you could've figured it out under normal circumstances, but you aren't exactly thinking with your brain at the moment - your blood is decidedly somewhere else. And while Sam seems to be doing surprisingly fine with everything (seriously, is this like a one-way arousal street? Because if so, uh, rude?) you have some, um, business to take care of. Urgently, as it is.
"Week. That's, uh, that's cool. We can do that." Internally, you're screaming: you mean I have to pretend I don't want to jump you every godsdamned week?
Outwardly, though, you're totally chill. Cool as a cucumber. Cool cool cool cool cool.
Fuck, you gotta jerk off.
"Uh... hey, Red? Y'wanna maybe, uh,"let me pound you into my mattress "Make us some tea'r somethin'? An' I'll throw on s'more clothes an' we can go out an' talk?" You're fishing for ways to get him out of your room without seeming like a dick who wants him gone, because actually your dick would very much like him very much not gone, and it's getting to the point where if you don't do something you're going to slip and do something, very soon.
"Week. That's, uh, that's cool. We can do that." Internally, you're screaming: you mean I have to pretend I don't want to jump you every godsdamned week?
Outwardly, though, you're totally chill. Cool as a cucumber. Cool cool cool cool cool.
Fuck, you gotta jerk off.
"Uh... hey, Red? Y'wanna maybe, uh,"
but I can put it down
in the pleasure of your company
ZEPHYR
Base Code by Sky!
