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Setting his laptop onto his bed, he then flops down in front of it, so he’s within the frame, a little smile curved over his lips as he looks the other over — or at least what he can see of him through the screen’s production of what his webcam is capturing of him. Sighing almost dreamily, he shifts, and rests his chin in his palme, a little laughter leaving him.

 ”No, no. I mean — I have a separate phone for clients, and they aren’t usually near as attractive as you, sweetheart. It’s refreshing, honestly. Young men don’t tend to flock to my club for fun, so— seeing one is lovely. Especially considering he’s attracted to me.” Smirking, he blows him a playful kiss, and then shifts, reaching out to pick up the pair of panties he’d been wearing earlier in the video. 

"These things? Mm, the stockings ripped, unfortunately, but these…." He laughs a little, cheeks tinting a little bit of a darker red. "Well, I kind of made a little mess in them, so— they have to go into the hamper." He hum, tossing them off to the side again before sighing softly. "Mm… would it be too much if I requested you get naked too, hm?"

┖     Taekwoon knows that this male on the other side couldn't see all of him--or even much of his surroundings for all that matter.  He needed it to stay that way.  Pure black walls behind him, void of all reflective surfaces and tell-tale items that could give his true identity away.  But he wasn't about to freely move back.

┖     ❝Clients?❞  Well, he wasn't expecting that, though he wasn't surprised by that bit of information as he looked at Anakith.  He did seem a bit too attractive to not be involved in such a industry.  His eyes were glancing over to the fabric that was held for him to see, unable to help himself from chuckling at the sight of the ruined article and the boy's blush.

┖     ❝Cute.  But it's not that easy just to get me naked, sweetheart.  You'll have to work for it.❞  With crossed arms and ankles, Taekwoon simply lifted a hand, tugging at the collar of his simple t-shirt; never liking the stereotypical clothing of a dominant.

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┖     It wasn't necessarily abnormal for Taekwoon to receive a call in the middle of the night to fix someone's computer.  In fact, nearly every night he was called out; someone's computer that either wouldn't start, their screen turned that dreaded blue, or maybe just their keys fell off and needed set back into place.

┖     Sometimes these things were almost sickeningly simple, but he was getting paid for some people's stupidity.

┖     But had he expected being called to a penthouse?  Much less one owned by a hybrid?

┖     No.

┖     Was he complaining?

┖     Not at all.

┖     It was a sight to see.  A little hybrid all dressed in leggings, surprised at the sight of Taekwoon--yes, he knew he broke all stereotypes of computer geniuses, but he took such great pride in it.  A smile curled at his lips, feet carrying him inside the nearly perfect penthouse, and he's having to keep himself from peering around at the decorations.

┖     Though when he's set in front of a computer, he manages to lose himself.  His mind is focused on the device in front of him, entering into the inner workings and re-configuring it to work appropriately, and he looses his focus on the male who had called him here.

┖     That was until a set of pictures filled the screen.

┖     Damn it.

┖     It was almost immediate for Taekwoon to stand, the male's laptop in his hands as he makes his way into the kitchen where he could see the other's tail peeking out from behind the counter, and the sight certainly was one to behold as he set the computer down in front of him, making sure they were playing so he could see what had been found.

┖     The silence has him smiling, a hand groping at the plush bottom, and he's got half a mind to not swat at it before he's leaning his front half down, lips grazing against the feline's ears.

┖     ❝Did you think I wouldn't see this?  Or were you planning on this?  Hoping I would find your little pictures and videos just so I would come in here to ruin you?❞  His voice was kept low enough to allow the audio from the male's laptop to sound out, filling the space as his fingers slowly traced over the swell of his ass, stopping just above his entrance.