welcome home.

“ass up and now, now. let’s go.” the demand’s given, mostly because they made a bet. and now he’s allowed to fuck them however he wants. with a huge c*ck, he wasn’t going to go easy on them. he’s won this bet. he’s going to use it to his advantage. rips the shirt like it’s paper, tosses it off to the side and then drops his basketball shorts. they’ve never seen his c*ck, and though it’s soft he still knows it’s probably on the bigger end of the c*cks they’ve seen. possibly biggest. “once you get me hard, i’m gonna f*ck the sh*t outta your ass.”

it’s been past the time he’s supposed to be open. in a small town like this, the cops are usually the last to leave the bar way after..... but it’s five in the morning, and ezra’s beginning to feel a bit tired. “don’t know what kind of LONG day you’ve been having, but if you don’t have a place to stay for the night you’re welcome to crash on my couch. but i gotta close up now.” he says, wiping down the counter after putting up the last chair ( besides the one they’re sitting on ). “so do you need a ride home or do you plan on coming upstairs with me ? i can do EITHER.”

“dude, i’m in the middle of it right now.” there’s an exasperated laugh, glancing at the person in front of him on his knees. the audience can’t see them, but pat sure can. his controller is in his hand and he’s trying to play this game. there’s not much he can say without the microphone picking it up. “may have to go on pause for a bit, guys… i’ve got some personal things to attend to, i think.” he’s hard in his sweats, but he doesn’t want to shut it off since he’s in the middle of a good game.

uhhh nope?

there’s a roll of his eyes. jade definitely knew about his feelings, though maybe she was just as unsure as he was. it’s not that he hasn’t had girlfriend before... “is he just a friend? ‘cause he really seemed to be digging you.” his thumbs tap on the steering wheel, tilting his head back. “have you even thought about how we would be... if we were together?”

being stuck on set for another six hours? great. she’s sneaking around, looking for something to entertain her when she decides to go into one of the random buildings. finding the closest person she pulls them aside, taking a deep breath. “i have been having the worst make out scene with the worst kisser, and i really need someone to show me that the world doesn’t contain horrible kissers.” a complete lie, but she wants to see what she can get away with.

company events have always been trivial. sure, he’s supposed to show his face and crack a few smiles. answer a few questions. but he has better things to do with his time than make nice with shareholders. “darling, i feel that my tie is a little screwed up -- can you help me fix it?” he’s smirking, motioning toward the doors. 

things had gotten boring in his life. with the money he has, why not have some fun with it? “how much money do i have to offer you to sleep with me? give me a price and i can definitely match it.” he’s grinning, and leaning closer. 

living on his own has been hard. he’s missed a few bill payments and now he was doing his best to stick with classes in the dark, but he was desperate. they shut the water off in his apartment, so he found himself knocking on a strangers door, towel around his waist. “this might be weird, but ... can i use your shower? they shut my water off until tomorrow.”

“i know that you’ve been really into the new guy lately...” harrison was driving her home from one of the parties, like clockwork. she’s been his best friend since they were kids, always having feelings for her but unable to express them. “but i was just wondering, y’know... what does he have that i don’t have? ‘cause, by the way it looks, he seems like a sloppy kisser.”