plausible deniability remains highly erotic

let's convince ourselves that this is okay. let's rely on technicalities to exonerate ourselves. let's avoid looking what we're doing in the eye. let's live under its shadow, both aware of what this is but unwilling to say it out loud, since that will shatter the careful illusion we've built

dude, i sorta really wanna cum inside you. i can't help it man. you're so fucking hot. we're friends so it's okay right?

Your honor I couldn't help myself he looked so pathetic and fuckable I just had to slap him across the face, don't you think he looks good with a purple bruise across his cheek..?

Bro. (Sexually charged)

sigh. when will it be my turn to have an invasive brother who’s obsessed with me and doesn’t give a shit abt my privacy…he uses the bathroom while i’m showering, reads all my texts over my shoulder, wanders into my room in the morning while i’m getting dressed, barges into my room at night while i’m masturbating, checks my search history to see what kind of porn i’ve been looking at, steals my phone and scrolls through my tumblr likes, sneaks a peek at my sexts with my friends, memorizes every detail of what turns me on, learns me inside and out—all just so he knows exactly how to make it good for me when he finally stops looking and starts touching.