illusioniisms:
@prcstige ;;
“i swear, i can’t come visit you at the restaurant anymore. if i have to sit by and watch your boss put his hands on you and not be able to stop him or say anything would kill me, and i don’t want to fucking blow up on him and get you fired. i’m just gonna stay away and wait for you to get home, baby.”
“it pays my bills, i have to put up with it. the only downside about my job is him touching me, other than that the money is good.” the short blonde sighed, his small frame straddling bryson’s lap. “the plus side is; he only gets to touch me. everything that he wishes he could do, you do.” isaac noted, a light grin appearing on his lips. “don’t be jealous, i’m yours for life.”












