for: @matteofares
"hm." casimiro is looking down at his phone. the exchange of text messages is pointed and, well, he can't say he didn't enjoy it the first time or the second time. he drums his fingers against the back of his phone and, once he gets confirmation that matteo is in his room he tosses his phone on his bed and leaves. it takes no time to get to the son of ares' room. it's on the floor above, sure, but he remembers where. he knocks, three simple, quick raps.
he waits, teetering back and forth on the balls of his feet and when the door opens, he raises an eyebrow. "delivery for matteo, one blowjob from casimiro ladron." he gives him a smirk, looking down at matteo's crotch and then back up to his face. "still interested?"










