At the table?

George "Ratboy" Skogstrom. Member of the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club. Freshly Patched in. Likes sweets. Dislikes Russian roulette. [SoA rp blog. Season 6/Indie]

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[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

Getting on his knees, Bobby tugs the skinny kids jeans and underwear down. Smiling he takes the head in his mouth and sucks, grabbing at Rat’s ass. “God, you’re fuckin’ cute…”

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Rat bit back a noise and let his hips tip forward. One hand found the wall behind him, seeking balance, and the other landed on the older man's shoulder. He stiffened entirely, and rather quickly, and was left with a red face and wide eyes.

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

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That just fueled the fire and made him turn even redder. “You actually like it? Well, that’s new…”, It really was too. No one ever admitted to liking his pudge. Bobby leans in and kisses the kid for that, pulling away with a large smile. “So, want me to suck you off first?”

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Rat nodded; he really did like it a lot. The kiss is short and sweet and when it ends, he's still grinning like an idiot. "Um, yeah. I'd like that a lot." It was odd, as he was never on the receiving end of the aforementioned act with other men-- croweaters and other such women, sure, but most men he had been with were the selfish bang-and-go type. Being considerable meek in disposition(unless there was a gun in his hand or a direct order in his ear) it was easy to let himself be taken advantage of.

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[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

The MC brother nods, for a moment he looks at the ground and then at Georgie. ‘Why not. You’re supposed to do things evenly right? Not saying I’d let just /anyone/ fuck me, but you’re a brother.”

Honestly just saying that made him a tad nervous, and he was never a man to be like this- but this kid was so eager and so loyal he just didn’t wanna push things on him or making him feel uncomfortable. Unfortunately this was causing him to be the flustered one, even though he usually was not a blushing virgin of the group. That was juice.

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"It feels like you're spoiling me, Bobby." Rat grinned. His hands started to wander; rubbing at Bobby's soft tummy before trailing to grab at his pudgy hips, at the doughy rolls below his waist. "Have I told you that I like how soft you are? 'Cause I really like it."

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[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

"Well, I was hoping to suck your cock for starters. Seein’ it’s only polite to return the favor.", he says with a small naughty grin, wrapping his arms around the young man. "Maybe if you’re in the mood to fuck you can do so to my lard ass."

Bobby leans over and kisses Georgie’s forehead, ruffling his hair. “It should be all about you this time, Georgie.”

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Georgie's eyes went even wider and his mouth felt suddenly dry; he swallowed hard and then licked his lips again, wetting them, before attempting to respond. "You... uh. You'd let me fuck you?"

He didn't have any objections. Bobby's ass was round and plump, and he imagined really soft too, and he'd long-since had the urge to grab his love handles. Feeling spoiled already, he flashed an impish grin and nodded. "If that's what you want-- that's what I want, too."

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

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"Well. I was thinkin’ we could.", he says, looking the boy over. "But you seem kind of concerned. Probably shouldn’t then.", Bobby wasn’t relying to discourage the kid, in fact quite the opposite. He wanted the kid to be comfortable, and Bobby /knew/ he could be a bit creepy and overwhelming at time. Hell all guys could be, the only reason guys like Jax got away with it was his pretty face. 

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"No!" Rat was quick to object. "Uhm, no. I mean. I'm not that concerned. You said the door was locked, right? We'll be okay." He was incredibly eager from the get-go and the teasing 'discouragement' riled him up. Turning, he pressed himself up against the older man, reaching to hold his shoulders. He licked his lips, eyes going wide. "What did you wanna do?"

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

"Georgie? Do you think anyone cares what happen’s in this storeroom as long as wen clean up after ourselves? Do you know what I’ve walked in on Tig doing in here?", he asks, pushing his greying hair from his face. "You don’t wanna know. Anyways, it was way worse than this."

Bobby smiles up at the kid and pats his shoulder. “C’mon. I wanna repay you for being so nice to me yesterday…”

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Rat almost asked, but quickly thought better of it-- Bobby was right, he didn't want to know. So he left it at that and nodded and tried to maintain his smile, despite the butterflies disrupting order in his belly.

"Um, alright. Yeah." He didn't bother arguing that nothing needed to be paid back. If Bobby wanted... whatever it was he wanted, Georgie would be more than happy to oblige.

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

When Ratboy does everything he asks, Bobby is again surprised by how dutiful and sweet the kid was. Once he’s back at his side he can’t help but ruffle his hair. “Good job kid. Now, how about we do some others things?”

Of course it was a crap pick up line, but the elvis impersonator wasn’t exactly famed for his suave style. Carefully he wraps an arm around Georgie’s waist and rubs his tummy a bit. “I’ve locked it…”

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Georgie leaned against the older man, casting a nervous glance at the door. "What if we get caught?" That was the obvious. What if? It surely would have been disastrous.

It was tempting either way. The hand on his belly enticed him immediately.

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

"Sunday actually. But no matter what day it is, Miss. Venus is gunna take up front of the house and we’ll be working stock in back.", he replies with a small smile, washing his hands in the sink. Like clockwork Venus pops in, giving them both a friendly hello and a kiss on the cheek. She was a friend of the club and they figured she deserved a workplace that was a bit less dangerous and more legit. Plus who doesn’t love a sweet southern belle?

Once she comes in and Bobby’s explained the situation they wander back to the storeroom, the older man wrapping an arm around Georgie’s waist once they’re out of sight. “So, it’s just you and me for a few hours. All we need to do really is organize this bulk stuff and put out the candy we’re getting low on.”, he hands the boy a neatly written list. “Go find these and put out some in the jars, and I promise you some freebies.”

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Even without the promise of free sweets, Georgie was quick to obey. But the concept of a treat kept than loyal dog more than taut on his leash. 

He smiled at the arm put around him and took the list with a nod. "Yeah, you got it." It was fairly easy work. There were about a dozen items on the list; he managed the job in about four trips, carrying three boxes out each time and refilling the jars then returning for the next round until he was done.

When he returned to Bobby's side, he flashed him a quick sliver of a grin.

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

I'll take you to the candy shop. (Closed RP with Taffy Wrappers.)

Bobby smiles at the kids and waves goodbye, wiping down the counter where he’d been chopping up some of his famous brownies to put in the sundays for the kids. He reorganizes the jars of penny candies so they look bright and appealing, throwing some candies at some of the new members who’d chose to just loiter in the shop laughing to himself.

It isn’t long before Ratboy show’s up, having just probably woken up and wandered here from his house considering their affairs the previous night. He looks cute, his clothes all rumpled and his hair out of place from sleep. Bobby can’t help but smile at him and wave him over. “C’mere! I was wonderin’ when you’d show up. You’ve gotta help me on this shift, orders from Jax.”

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Rat was still groggy when he walked in. After binging on cookies and getting high as fuck, he woke up with a feeling similar to a hangover. His head hurt from the sugar crash and his long limbs were stiff from the weird position he ended up sleeping in. He had walked the mile or so from Bobby's house, not trusting himself to ride in his half-awake state and also hoping the exercise would loosen his taut muscles and wake him up.

"What's today, Thursday?" He paused just inside the door, lingering in front of the counter. "We're on inventory. Right?" Wisely, he had told Jax not to put him at the counter; he wouldn't be able to help himself around all the unguarded ice cream and candy. It was easier to set him to work with menial labour.

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

Something sweet. (A closed RP with taffywrappers)

[bobbymotherfuckingelvis]

"I can do that Georgie boy.", carefully he pulls the fleece Harley blanket over them with a grunt. His eyes close for a moment, wrapping the thick arm around the kid. "And I’m not leavin’. You can come here whenever you need me brother. I’ve never been that type of man to refuse family, well unless you’re goin’ nuts and demanding child support."

Bobby laughs a bit at his own stupid joke getting them all set up, turning on his heating pad and fluffing up the pillows on his bed. “Want me to towel you off, or are you alright?”

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"Well, I'll try my best not to have your bastards." Ratboy snicked. "I'm alright, as long as you don't mind the mess. I'll just take a shower later." Even though it was gross and sticky, he was too cozy to want to move. For just a little while, he could sacrifice cleanliness for comfort.

Already addicted to the affection and attention, Georgie had a good feeling that he'd be 'needing' Bobby pretty bad and fairly often.