"How's your tattoo ?"
Startled at first, you quickly recognized the voice that had just spoken to you. You turned to this one, smiling widely
"H/N ? What are you doing here ?"
"I went out into town with some friends and I recognized your beautiful face through the window"
"Are you flirting with me ?"
He sat down facing you, letting you watch him. He was wearing an open black shirt, a leather jacket in the same color, and matching jeans. Thanks to his open shirt you could see part of his tattooed chest, he had an amazing body and you could see it by how his shirt was sticking to his waist . You kept imagining your legs around his waist as you kissed.
You must have lost yourself in your reverie for too long until you didn't heard his response, which he noticed.
"The view is at your taste ?"
Pulling yourself out of your thoughts, you felt embarrassed, like last time, which made him laugh. Argh that voice, how would it sounds like mo@ning your name ?
"You know...my place isn't too far.."
"Then what are we still doing here ?"
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Late night fantasies
РазноеSome of my writings, often too detailed to be on tiktok and often written after a discussion with a boy Bonne lecture mes putes
