@arthurthefaceless asked: image text from arthur for simon. it's a dickpic. nice soft velvet dick thinly veiled by the red scarf simon left at his place last night. uwu
Arthur has a special ringtone in Simon’s phone, so he always knows who it is and which phone it’s coming from. It’s not uncommon to ignore the ‘actor’ phone. His agent is a cock wart.
When he checks the text he quickly pulls the phone against his chest, looking around to make sure no one saw. After all, he’s on set today. Putting his back to a wall, he smirked and took his time inspecting the seductive imagery. That was so unfair.
[txt soft boy supreme] you’re walking on thin ice, pretty boy
[txt soft boy supreme] but I’m a generous man. Cum for me, good boy.
He takes a moment to open his shirt a bit, showing off some of his broad chest. Selfies aren’t a vainglorious craft he ever really got into, but in this case he’s happy to make an exception. He sends the image right over, with a smiling emoji.









