Jan 8, 2016
@plentcous
He yawns, curling against Elton’s frame. “How come you never seem to be tired? You work all the time and you’re always totally fine. I get tired from the easiest things.”
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@plentcous
He yawns, curling against Elton’s frame. “How come you never seem to be tired? You work all the time and you’re always totally fine. I get tired from the easiest things.”
( * / @plentcous —
“ i don’t want you meeting my parents, they’d hate you. right on the spot, you’d just have to breathe and they’d hate you. ” his words are blunt, a sigh of exasperation leaving the blond boy.
@plentcous
He’s rather good at getting what he wants, which means he’s in Elton’s office, waiting for the elder to get back from lunch, sitting in the swivel chair and chewing on the top of a water bottle. Oli is now fully convinced he needs a new assistant, because if a barely legal child could get in, just about anyone could. Unless Elton was talking about him. In any case, he perks up as he hears Elton’s footsteps, smiling proudly. “Hi Mister Ainsley. I know you said you were gonna go out for lunch but I wanted to join you and then I arrived too late so I just waited. My parents went outta town with my brother, some cruise or something. I was gonna go, but then I thought maybe I could spend time with you.” It doesn’t even occur to him that Elton could be with a client or getting ready for a meeting or anything. He’s simply excited because those were definitely Elton’s footsteps, and he had a full three weeks on his own.
“ okay but for real shout out of @plentcous for having the DADDY of indie as a muse. she blesses us. “
imessage: e.
haven: hey.
haven: it's early but are you available tonight?
haven: if i have to wait until Sunday, it's cool.
concept: caleb in his jammies sitting criss-cross applesauce at his laptop blushing as he sends anons to elton calling him his daddy
@plentcous
Elton’s been far too busy for Oliver’s liking, and he can’t help that he’s an eighteen year old who’s only other sexual experience has been on his own. Which is why he insists Elton let him nap while he does, well, whatever it is Elton does. They bickered a little until Elton agreed to lie down, and now he was curled up nice and close to the older man, leg pulled over his waist and softly snoring. That is, until Oliver’s snoring turns into whimpering against Elton’s side, fingers clutching at his shirt and his hard on pressing against Elton’s hip.