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"Take me somewhere quiet and private, and get me drunk."

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"They were right. Subtlety is dead."

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"What did you just call me?"

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"I called you a prude, darling. Care to prove me wrong?"

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Come to my ask and plot. Yes.

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⊰ ; к —— :: She bit down on her lower lap; captivating the weak and cherry red flesh between her pearly whites just as his hands rest against her shoulders —- her lashes fluttering as she blinks up at him; laughing sweetly. “That’s a very good point. I just managed to get the girls to go; they were ogling you.” Oh, and that got her rather possessive; even though she had no right to be —- after all, he wasn’t hers for her to possess over! She was just crushing on him a tad too much for her own liking.

She watches him; canting her head —- the tips of her curls brushing against the nape of her neck as she gazed; her tongue peeking out between her teeth as she watched him remove his shirt. He looked so perfect and porcelain; his pale flesh was laced with sweat from his working out. She almost misses as he tosses the ball to her —- though she catches it; scrunching her nose. “It is pretty hot —- though, I can’t exactly take my shirt off. It’s not even classed as a shirt; it’s far too short.” It was a crop top; the piece of clothing was deemed as necessary for the uniform by the manager. After all, the straight males of the crowd needed something to ogle. “Don’t laugh if I miss, yeah?” And then she took a few steps closer to the hoop; flicking her wrists as she threw it —- and it was so close to going in—! But it bounced straight off of the backboard; and she buried her face in her hands in pure and utter embarrassment. “I fucking suck.”

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Jason smirked, laughing a bit. "Take it off, sweetheart. I won't judge," he grinned, "--just kidding." He watched her shoot, trying not to laugh even slightly, but he did smirk. He walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her waist once he'd grabbed the missed ball. He handed it to her, biting his lip as he ran his hands down her arms, to her wrists, lifting her arms over her head. "I'll show you, princess..."

He kept his mouth close to her ear, whispering into it as if he were saying the darkest, dirtiest things. "Pull your arms back a little, keep your hips sturdy," he put his hands on her exposed waist, adjusting her hips, moreso pressing her ass into his growing erection. "And push the ball up, aim into the basket..." he bit her earlobe, "--I'm rooting for you."

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It was an easy way to make some money before he was heading off to college, and with the expenses he was going to have to pay, he really did need to take some savings with him if he didn’t want to end up on the streets. Looking after some neighbourhood kids while their parents were out? Jensen could do that in his sleep. Sure, he was an only child, but he’d helped out at bible study with the younger children before and knew how to wrangle them up if they got too out of control. In fact, looking after them was the easy part of the job.

The hard part? Well, that was their father. Jason, as Jensen had come to know him, was quite possibly one of the most attractive men Jensen had met in his life — and he was also very much taken by a loving wife, so when he went home and fingered himself to thoughts of the married man fucking him over the living room couch after a late night out, he nearly always felt guilty.

It didn’t stop him, though — and it certainly didn’t stop the thought of it flashing through his mind as Jason’s wife made her way upstairs while the man locked the door, Jensen waiting by the arm of the couch patiently and politely.

"I got them off to bed a few hours ago, sir. They should be out for the rest of the night." Any excuse to stay and talk to him, Jensen would take.

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Jason walked inside the home, letting his wife venture upstairs while he turned to look at the young, and very attractive, babysitter. He tried to conceal his smirk, walking towards the boy. "Oh, thank you, Jensen. You're really great with them, you know." He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, opening it up and pulling out multiple twenties, handing it to him, running his eyes down his body for a moment, hoping the boy didn't notice.

His wife came back down suddenly, smiling at the two, "Honey, I'm going to head to bed. Jensen, do you need a ride home? Or you could stay around for a while, if you want-- traffic's heavy."

She went back up, and Jason looked at Jensen again. "It's up to you, kid." He walked over and sat on the couch, crossing one leg over the other,

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Just Two Friends : Jenn&Jason

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"Yes. You know how scared I can get." Jenn purposely watched scary movies so she would have an excuse for Jason to hold her. "I am sure you don’t mind. That’s why you’re my best friend. You put up with my weird movie watching habit." She didn’t catch him eyeing her lips, if she would have she would have guessed that it was a fluke. She scooted closer to him, not even waiting for the movie to start. "Let’s just watch Nightmare on Elm Street, it’s a classic." She turned on the movie before getting comfortable. He head was against Jason’s chest, one arm around him. She knew he didn’t mind it, this was how they spent most of their time together. She glanced up at him, it was now her turn to look at his lips. She would give anything to kiss him, to be with him. But she thought that he only though of her as a friend.

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Jason smirked, etting up and putting the DVD in, going back to his seat and tugging her towards him, wrapping his arms tightly around her waist, before he figured that wasn't enough, and he tugged her even closer, onto his lap, resting her head on his arm, her ass in his lap.

He tugged her head under his chin, so she couldn't look at him and give him the opprotunity to swoop in and kiss her, as the movie progressed, continuing through, though he was paying so little attention to the movie, it was ridiculous.

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Alright, I've been gone for a while, everyone. I'm going to try to find all of my owed things, but if everyone would be so kind as to like this, message, or reply with a link?

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