#timdibe

Do I really want to post this? No :D

Only doing this for the people (I’m looking at you Chris!!!) who wanted it. It’s really short but hey, whatever :P

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SteDiBe was looming over his shoulder, his breath hot on Tim’s neck. He leaned down a little, their bodies touching slightly. “And now the only thing you have to do is sign. With your consent I can show you a completely different kind of fun.” SteDiBe’s hands were now on his shoulders, caressing him softly, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. Tim’s heartrate sped up and breathing became difficult. This was only a contract and probably the most unromantic thing in the world, so why did he feel so excited? Why was his brain getting foggy, his thoughts wandering to the room he’d discovered in SteDiBe’s basement? He took a deep breath before taking the pen, but his trembling hands still betrayed him. He needed to stop for a second, not really able to sign like that.

Suddenly the hands stopped touching him and SteDiBe took a step back, his voice losing all huskiness and sounding more concerned now. “You know we don’t have to do it now or ever… This isn’t ‘Fifty Shades of Grey’. We can make it work without the whole BDSM thing. I just thought you were ready, but if you are nervous or uncomfortable…”