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[needlebomb]

all the more reason, then.

i guess? kind of goes against my whole vibe.
i have this dirty, gritty, natural thing going on that i'm not exactly in a rush to lose. piercings and tattoos kind of go against the grain.
suits you more than it suits me, i think.

[confiscated]

so ur afraid of a little prick

[needlebomb]

i mean, i've touched your cock, haven't i?

[confiscated]

says the guy intimidated by my toy collection

[needlebomb]

i'm not intimidated, i just don't want to be out-fucked by a piece of plastic.
nobody wants to be made a cuckold by gumby.

[confiscated]

i'm almost home btw
grab some towels and i got the lube

[needlebomb]

romantic.

[confiscated]

candles are already lit
and i got dinner
what the fuck else u want?
wet roses? hold on

[A darkened photo is attached to the text after a beat, of some wildflowers pulled by the handful somewhere around the base of the treehouse. They're soaked, pathetic, and really hard to see.]

[needlebomb]

you fucking suck, dude
i'm gonna risk getting waterlogged and wade my way into the city.
there's bound to be a whorehouse or two still open.
i'll get my rocks off that way.

[ but also, the photo is kind of ironically romantic in this weird way marcus can't put his finger on. he's kind of touched. why is he like this. ]

tell me what you want to do to me. or what you want me to do to you.
openly. honestly. don't hide behind humor.
i want to hear some sincerity.

[confiscated]

okay. here's what i want when i walk through the door:

- towels, to dry off with. i'm soaked to the bone and that's not sexy.
- to be able to strip everything off, while i'm at it.
- you, there, to warm me up skin to skin. i don't feel real right now and i want an anchor
- i want us to lay in my bed and make out til the heat comes back to my bones
- then i want you to fuck me. morrissey in the background, bit of nirvana
- then i guess we can eat some of this wet ass pizza by candle light, also in bed. well fucked

[needlebomb]

[ a pause. that — did, in fact, rush straight to marcus's dick, far more effectively than he thought it would have. he needs a second. ]

morrissey would not approve of being utilized in that way.
but we can do everything else.

[ ... ]

i'm in bed.
come up.

[confiscated]

i'm coming