[[Send for a rando number event! #4 : Reggie Sexts Nyx]]
Reggie: Hey Nyx. Does your phone get images?There’s a response not long after, confirming. A simple enough message; a one liner. Which means Nyx is currently training, or working out. Which is perfect.
He fires off another image- nothing provocative at first; though their antics never start with the raunchiest things first- that’s not part of the fun. It’s an image of the removal of his tie; just a close up, not even skin.
The second sent is with out his blazer, another, with out his top, his belt already undone and his fly down.
Reggie: Think you can find your way to my pent house? Or do I need to ORDER you here? Reggie: Bring a change of clothes. I won’t have you do the walk of “shame” from my penthouse. Shame is for the bedroom and those secrets stay within the walls.
Reggie: Next time we remind your neighbors what your name is- I’m pretty sure the upstairs and downstairs know mine by now. Which says something with my place being sound proofed; guess that doesn’t help, of course, when I’ve ‘accidentally’ left the balcony door ajar.