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(Text) Just to warn you, I'm naked in front of the air con and I don't plan on moving for the next few weeks.
[ text: Firnen ] Not my fault we’re in the middle of a heatwave
[ text ] be ready to roll over when I get home, it’s been a long fucking day and I wanna have a quickie before dinner
ghostxridingthewhip replied to your post: ���������� (more Laz)
Robbie was just coming back from school and about to use the restroom like he always did because he refused to use the school’s, but the door was locked and a familiar set of moans was coming from the inside. “Laz?”
Fuck, of fucking course Robbie would roll in at a time like this. He hauled himself off the door, opened it just enough to yank his boyfriend in by the front of his shirt and then snapped the door closed and locked it again.
“You wanna help me out here?”
[MSG:] I’m sensing a Yuletide blowjob in your future and by future I mean tomorrow. (normal Robbie/Laz)
[text] Robbie Halloween isn’t even over with yet
“Spank me.” -To Lazaro from any of my muses
"Come get on Daddy's lap," Lazaro purred, patting his knee as he reclined a bit in his chair. "I want you to keep count while I spank you. If you lose count I'll have to start all over again, understand?"
Taylor looked around shyly with blushing red cheeks before saying “It might sound greedy, but I need your cock so bad right now…”
Looking up from his sketching, Lazaro couldn’t help but smirk a little at Taylor. The boy was allowed this, allowed to express himself however and whenever he liked. Lazaro never stifled his drives, only selfishly demanded they be for him alone. Of course, while they were at the shop wasn’t necessarily the ideal location, but he didn’t fault Taylor for his timing.
“Arturo’s got a client and Jen is on the piercing chair. They’ll holler if it gets busy.” He leaned closer to Taylor, breath hot on his ear. “Go get under my desk, I’ll be there in two minutes.”
@ovcrtly-sexual || Lazaro & Taylor
There was something immensely gratifying about knowing that when they left the shop, Taylor was utterly Lazaro's. The boy had turned out to be exactly what he needed -- someone to take care of, to teach, and someone who kept him on his toes. Taylor had youthful energy to spare, an eagerness to learn and a kinky streak a mile wide, and Lazaro loved it.
When they got into the apartment he leaned down and kissed the side of Taylor's neck. "Go put on something cute, I have a surprise for you."
The teen had been working as the shops receptionist for a few weeks now and tried his best to not seem to seem as shy and staring as he was just by Lazaro's presence alone. "S-sir?"
The new receptionist was the kind of cute that was bad news for Lazaro, who tried very hard not to mix business with pleasure. But he couldn't really help himself, when the poor kid got so blushy and fumbly every time the big man passed his desk or got caught staring when Lazaro was working on a piece.
"I asked if you were busy tonight after we close up," he said, chuckling softly.
"Will you just drop my age and go on one measly date?" (Early Robbie/Laz)
“Robbie, I swear to God, you do not make my life any easier.” Lazaro growled down at his evening paperwork, making sure the numbers added up. He had to fire an artist recently because the guy was overcharging and pocketing the difference.
“I thought we decided to wait.”
