𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐒𝐂𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐑.

that subtle movement of his lips didn’t go unnoticed. caspar may be an airhead and sure, he had plenty of people laughing at him when he still attended school, but he wasn’t blind. he could easily see the interest lingering in the younger male’s eyes. caspar had been about righteousness all his life, standing up for minority, even taking beatings for others and often enough he was even suspended, but he had grown considerably these last years. as a person obviously, his body was still way smaller than average people his age.

“ well, they sure aren’t everyone’s taste, “ caspar mumbled, hardly missing the suggestion and tone, but what was he supposed to do now? he was surrounded by customers and while caspar was truly sexually inactive for practically years now, he wasn’t exactly immune to this boy’s advancements. he was about as sharp and relentless as a knife. “ what… exactly did you have in mind? once i have taken you home? “ he simply asked, wondering what the boy would be answering. he probably wasn’t as bold as the move with the marshmallow had suggested, right? then again the move was boldly enough and if caspar weren’t so pent up, then maybe he’d actually have some decent self-control.

still, he wasn’t prepared for that tongue and those eyes on his crotch… if he wasn’t imagining it, but… this student was about as serious as possible?

While he’s not exceedingly tall himself, the student doesn’t mind the couple of inches difference between himself and Caspar. It means he doesn’t have to crane his neck to look at him like Linhardt does some of classmates.

And Caspar more than makes up for it in muscle mass and good looks: precisely what Linhardt’s busy admiring now. Nevertheless, the barista’s question has his lips curl into a faint smirk and he tips his head a little to the side to rest on a hand. ‘ “Exactly”? ’ There’s few enough other patrons in the shop now to answer honestly without being unintentionally overheard and thrown out, so Linhardt’s going to give Caspar just what he’s asked for.

‘ I don’t have any specific plans, but I’d certainly like to get under that apron and see if you taste just as good as the coffee you make me. You can fuck my mouth if you like, with those big hands of yours tangled in my hair, ’ Linhardt’s eyes are drooping a little as his mind conjures the scenario. ‘ I don’t want you to get off until you’ve thoroughly wrecked my ass though—against the wall, over the couch, or on the bed, I don’t really care. It’s been a while since I’ve had someone really satisfy me. ’

Bold any fears which apply to your muse. Italicize what makes them uncomfortable.

( Bonus: Strike anything they’re suppressing or not really aware of. )

𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐂  - 𝐒𝐄𝐗 / 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

BOLD any that apply to your muse

italicize any of your muse’s turn-ons / likes

strike any of your muse’s turn-offs / dislikes