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Mac is very confident of their admiration towards you.

They’re very upfront and blunt about their thoughts about you. Especially about the purchases you recently made.

You felt a bit embarrassed hearing that it “looks incredibly stylish” but what caught you off guard was that they admitted to thinking about you wearing it with a visible blush across their face. You felt your stomach twist and turn while your ears started to burn at their words.

Honestly, you were kinda a cheap person when it came to clothing necessities. Sure you tend to splurge your money on cool shirts and accessories but the undergarments were the last thing on your mind. No one was going to see if so why waste money when you can buy a five-pack that was at least 15 bucks.

You decided for a change. Why not? Why not feel good about myself! Who cares if no one was gonna see it! At least I’ll feel good, look good! That was before you had met Mac… and before you knew that they were able to look at your recently bought things. Now, you felt embarrassed about your purchase.

You smiled at them nervously with a flustered face, saying that you understand that they witness everything you do. Oh boy. You felt a bit guilty about the things they were forced to see and read whenever you were off the clock. Wow, is it getting hot in here? You tried your best to remain calm as Mac effortlessly changed the subject.

You stood in front of your mirror. Lifting the ends of your shirt as you began to twist your hips side to side. You had to admit that you did look pretty good in this. This made your usual underwear look like rags compared to this high quality material. As you continued to look at yourself, Mac slowly crept at the back of your mind. You felt your heart do a backflip as you heard their words once more, “imagining you in it really makes my cpu overheat…”

Quickly, you let go of the hems of your shirt and buttoned up your pants. These new glasses have been driving you insane lately. It was time to work, there was no time to daydream.

Once you arrived at your office, you greeted Mac as you sat down. They sat beside you, tinkering with their own mechanics as you started to do your job. Every now again, you catch yourself daydreaming about the conversation. Your eyes find themselves on Mac. Seeing their frowned expression and pouty lips made your heart jump.

You sighed and rubbed your eye after a long few hours, finally finishing up your to do list. As you begin to close tabs and unwind, you turn to Mac. Their eyes meet yours.

“You’ve been very productive today.” They nodded. “You never fail to amaze me. Seriously, your organization for today’s papers really did something to me.” They grinned, their face slightly flushed. Before they could continue, you didn’t think over your words before interrupting them, “They came in the mail.”

Mac’s eyes widened. At first, they didn’t understand until they remembered the email they had received last night about a package. “Do you want to see?” You ask once more. What the hell were you doing? You felt your head spinning, afraid they were going to be uncomfortable with your unusual behavior. You had no idea where this was coming from. Were you that desperate to get their attention?

Well, yes.

“Absolutely.” They responded, there was no hesitation to it. Which did something to you.

You slowly stood up. Shakily, your hand grabbed the ends of your shirt, lifting it up slightly as the other one gently tugged down at your waistband. Revealing a small piece of fabric to them.

“When I said I imagined you in them, I meant all of it.” Mac said softly, listening to your staggered breathing. You tugged them more before Mac’s hands found themselves on your waistband. “Allow me.” They waited for a sign and you gave them a firm nod.

Mac’s hand began to steadily unbutton and unzip your pants, gently pulling them down from your waist to expose yourself to them. You heard their breathing stop. “You look incredible.”

Your legs began to feel like jelly and your stomach was doing somersaults underneath their strong gaze. You were the one who made them hot and bothered, you were the one who caused them to feel these overwhelming emotions of lust. But this time, you took the hits.

Mac’s hand gently pressed against your stomach, forcefully lifting your shirt up more. They weren’t kidding when they say you cause them to overheat because you could really feel the heat of their skin. It grew warmer by the second. What really sent you over the moon was feeling a gentle kiss at your lower abdomen.

“You should really buy more from this brand.” They mutter, “I’ll find some and put them in your cart.”

All you could do was nod excitedly in agreement.

heh 🧍 hey guys… i got nothing to say except… #needdat