—————— he jumps back at the sudden splash of cherry-laced cola against his forearm. his frown is slight, SUBTLE, not really caring if the stranger didn’t like it, as much as he hated being spitted on. but he continues to drink, so what else can be done? ❛ UH, NO. ❜ he says quickly, knees drawn up to his chest. far from virginal, but not quite trusting his cock in the mouth of someone like this. ❛ is that how you, uh, repay FAVORS? ❜
❛ NO?! ❜ what a shock! new. rejection : DESPISES it. makes his insides tighten, crawl, burn.
❛ ya sure? ❜ tone drops, not exactly a threat but it isn’t wise to resist. isn’t … possible. he’s confused. this is what he gets for trying to be nice? ❛ yeah? how else ya expectin’ some’in? ❜ tucker is on hands and knees in a flash, inching closer to the male that draws away. c’mon, give in. he’d love to get in his pants.