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Morgan places his index finger between the pages of the notes from his last lecture. Reviewing for assessment was always challenging. That was; before Dani spoke up. Eyes ventured from the text to the younger male. His stare was cold. “You assume far too much, dear boy.” He crosses one leg. “Are you assuming that my glutes are loose? I assure you that I do too many squats and leg presses to have a sloppy rear.” He narrows his eyes. “What do you want besides insulting my physique?”
Danilo took a moment to process what just happened and figure out where the comment was taken off the rails. But that was too much work, and he just decided to do some damage control and backpedal a little, even if Morgan seemed to be the type to strangle him with no second thought. “That’s not what I meant to say. I do think that you do have a big--uh... glutes,” Dani said, evident that he was thinking about how he should say things. Not like it would do much for the protege. “What I meant to say is that it’s very... firm, and when you walk, they clap?” The young man explained, raising his hands and clapping them as a demonstration. “And you don’t gotta tell me about your routine, it’s undeniable of the work you put into them.” His eyes diverted from Morgan’s gaze and looked at what he could at his rear before returning them to him. “Well, I didn’t come here to insult them. I was free, and I wanted to see you,” he answered, with a big dumb grin.
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[txt] You alright in there. [txt] I heard some strange noises and you shouting my name.
Shit. Did he hear all that? Coming up loudly from a sex dream with Morgan —whose quarters were very close to his— was not a great idea.
[txt] huh? [txt] oh uhh you mean that noise [txt] stepped on a nail that’s it
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"Terrible ideas? Hold the fuck up. I suggest investments to help build your portfolio and wealth and now it's a terrible idea. You couldn't possibly name any more and you're right. I did tell you that you lacked the one cell to stop you from acting before you think.or speak. Know what? I won't help you or make any more suggestions. You're on your own now, kid."
“Okay, goodbye. Have fun trying to get out or whatever you’re trying to plan.”
I was going to have you think of a plan to get out of here and then I remembered you'd probably ask me to stay. You're young so maybe you've got a few tips for stress relief.
“You ridiculed me the other day, now you want me to come up with some plan to break you out into a toxic environment? I would like you to pick a struggle, sir. You can’t be making fun of me when you have some pretty terrible ideas yourself,” Dani told the mentor, his arms flexed as they’re crossed over his chest. However, he did relax a bit and shook his head, trying to think of something for the man to do. “I mean, you can always take a nap. Or jerk off.”
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Busy was relative to how much the man enjoyed the person’s company. Since it was Jon, Morgan was willing to return to his tasks later. The mentor’s suite was being stripped drown to it’s bare bones only to be redecorated with the comforts of home. He tucks the blanket over his arms and pulls the fold neatly. “Be more demanding with your time, Jon.” Morgan insists with a gentle push of the suggestion. The man was kind beyond measure. He feared someone would take advantage of his gentle heart. “I have more than enough time. If we’re going to talk about the recent string of crimes just at the East Edge, I started to claim that as mine, but I promise that’s an imposter. I’m being framed. I just got cleared from recovery if that helps my case. I’m innocent.”
“What? No, I’m not— whatever that is referring to. I actually came here to as you something else.” His tone is cautionary; tactical. Jon came here with a one singular mission in mind. Proposition Morgan into a mutually beneficially arrangement. There’d been unresolved sexual tension between them for quite a while, and recent events led Jon into thinking that maybe he should stop being so hard on himself and enjoy something. With someone else. Whatever that entailed. So he takes a deep breath and comes out with it.
“Listen, I know you like flirting with me. Pushing my buttons. And I’ve always been accepting of it, but I never— what I’m trying to say is that I think now I may be actually receptive to your... advances. If you know what I mean.”
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