Everest
Doing his best to ignore the sounds of slorping coming from Mateo—it sounding too much like a blowjob for his liking—Ever considers the table and decides that it's both clean and orderly enough for his tastes.
"Well...yes.." He's forced to concede, gasping for breath as the alcohol burns the back of his throat. Shaking his head politely, no he didn't want to trade, Ever drops his gaze to Mateo's hips as if he might somehow judge the acceptableness of his roommate's ass through his pants. "It's...a good size canvas, but I think it would hurt. The skin there is so sensitive and thin." The best places were those coated by muscle, like the thigh or upper arm. But he'd work with what was on offer.
"What would you want?" Ever asks, genuinely interested. With Mateo, it might be a pun, something graphic and disgusting, or something entirely meaningful. One never knew.
"Well...yes.." He's forced to concede, gasping for breath as the alcohol burns the back of his throat. Shaking his head politely, no he didn't want to trade, Ever drops his gaze to Mateo's hips as if he might somehow judge the acceptableness of his roommate's ass through his pants. "It's...a good size canvas, but I think it would hurt. The skin there is so sensitive and thin." The best places were those coated by muscle, like the thigh or upper arm. But he'd work with what was on offer.
"What would you want?" Ever asks, genuinely interested. With Mateo, it might be a pun, something graphic and disgusting, or something entirely meaningful. One never knew.
even if i had to lose you to know you,
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
i'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
