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dat meme || accepting || @potestvs || paul
♥: Walking in on your muse having sex with someone else
He had been called to a meeting with Paul, better known as Hunter or Triple H these days but Jon liked to call him Paul just to piss him off. Meetings were pointless, though. So he showed up half an hour late and went over the excuse he’d use once he opened that door, but nothing could have prepared him for the scenario that awaited him the second he walked into that office. Common sense would have been to knock and announce himself, the soft moans and slapping of skin coming together should have been his second sign to turn right back around, but not for Jon. He kept walking until blue eyes connected with Paul’s own, cooler hazel toned ones. The older male continued to pound away into his indisposed partner, long hair flowing down to cover the face, so he had no idea who it was, but he was far more concerned with the pant-less male before him, still wearing the top half of his suit. The whole thing sent a spark down to the blond’s groin, but he knew that he’d better push that away now. He didn’t like Paul one bit and even if he was a sexual person himself, this was something he refused to get off on. “Oh.. Uh.. I’ll just-- COME back later.” He swallowed hard and backpedaled out of the room then, face flushed now that he was alone in the lobby. That’s what he got for being late.
