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Quinnivan | Studio Time
Bentley glanced back into the empty hallway then fully stepped into the room, pulling the door shut behind him. “And just what were you hoping for me to do about that, Cole?” he asked, slowly slinking past different easels and work stations until he was standing in front of Cole with a mischievous smirk.
"I don't know." He gritted out through his teeth, not getting frustrated exactly at Bentley but the situation.
Quinnivan | Studio Time
Bentley took his time looking over Cole with an appreciate stare before turning on a charming smile. “Take care of what?”
The charming smile did nothing to help him. "This," his voice was soft, as he closed his eyes, tilted his head back and raised his hips slightly, the bulge in his jeans apparent.
Quinnivan | Studio Time
I took too long opening a door? That’s not very nice, Love.
Cole let out a small whine. his cheeks flushed with his arousal. "I-I was going to have to take care of this myself..."
Quinnivan | Studio Time
Well I don’t want to be rude and just invite myself in. It’s not my studio.
You took too long.
"That’s…actually ridiculous.”
"Oh..."
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: I know, I heard you through the door.
Bentley: Open up.
Cole: It's a studio, it's open.
Cole: Hurry.
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: Think about the benefits.
Bentley: I love you too
Cole:....I might have just whined out loud...
Cole: I can get used to that.
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: Don't tell me what to do :P
Bentley: Good. I like nice surprises.
Cole: But still...
Cole: I love you.
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Bentley: But it's for practical reasons. Selfish practical reasons.
Bentley: It's good surprise right?
Cole: Still...
Cole: Very just....yeah...
Darwin reached a hand forward to wipe his thumb over the others lip, gathering up the blood with a little bit of a worried look. “It’s…How about you tell me about her? What’s she life?” He said lightly as he squeeze the others hand back.Â
When he felt the thumb on his lip, his eyes snapped open and meet Darwin's. "She was amazing...loved movies and music..she bought Owen his violin....I-I miss her."
"Yay?"
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: I'll buy some more than.
Bentley: ...too honest?
Cole: No, you don't need to spend more money.
Cole: Just surprised me...
I’m not blushing! It’s just… inflammation from my cold.Â
OH NO!!!!! GASP. A DAY.Â
Uh huh....it's cute whatever it is.
YES. A DAY! So don't get me sick.
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: That's nice to know..
Bentley: I love you more than the stars love the moon.
Cole: They are. I could wear them daily almost.
Cole: Oh....wow...
Oh, shut it.Â
I doubt it.Â
Never. I like seeing you blush.Â
If you get me sick, yes I would hate you....for like a day.Â
Text || Quinnivan
Bentley: You tease. You're really wearing them outside of...where I asked you.
Bentley: Are you calling me a liar then?
Cole: They are comfortable.
Cole: No, I just love you more.
Darwin sighed as he stood up and moved around the desk to kneel down near the others chair. “And I’d hate for you to be very mad at me Cole. ” He said lightly as he reached forward to slip his hand into the others. “Just close you eyes and tell me the first thing that pops into your head. All right? Can you do that for me beautiful?”Â
Cole automatically squeezed the hand back, tight. Biting his lower lip he closed his eyes and nodded. "My mom." His voice broke some over her name and he bit his lip harder, drawing some blood.
