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[speedforcer]

[there's an image sent first, followed by--]

so this kind of maybe just happened
¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[coldlenny]

Adorable feet you've got there.

Hey, how would you feel about going on a double date?

[coldlenny]

Fuck... Sara. [He's resistant to anything that smacks of begging, but he gives another groan of need when she makes that hum and the vibration goes right down the shaft of his cock] You're amazing. [He gasps the words helplessly, clutching at her hair.]

[speedforcer]

that's what you take from this??

considering the last "double" date i went on involved two couples and me?
apprehensive
at least
why?

[coldlenny]

Something wrong with the fact that I like your toes?

...Barry. That's the most pathetic thing I've ever heard.

So you'd like to go to a hockey game with me, Dean, and his new girlfriend I haven't met. Right? It'll be fun.

[speedforcer]

no
but you're meant to be judging me for getting another dog

also shut up
i didn't want to go in the first place!

you
know that i don't exactly like hockey
right?
and i don't know who dean is

[coldlenny]

Actually, I thought the judgement was implied. But okay, if that's what you want: What were you thinking, Barry???

You don't like hockey? We're officially through.

Dean's a fine young man. You'll like him.

If I decide to let you continue dating me, that is. Why don't you like hockey?

[speedforcer]

i've never really watched it?
i mean
i'll try but
i don't think i'd be as invested in it as you

[as for the whole dean thing-- yeah, he's not sure he really wants to ask the question that's on his mind right now]

[coldlenny]

It's okay if you aren't that invested. I'm sure you'll have fun anyway.

Unless you really hate it, in which case we can do something else instead of hockey. I don't mind! I just want to do something fun with you, and Dean needs a little confidence with his gal.

[speedforcer]

as long as you'll buy me a dozen hotdogs
i'll go
ᕕ( ՞ ᗜ ՞ )ᕗ




is dean just a friend
or is he something else?

[well, so much for not asking]

[coldlenny]

One dozen hotdogs for your presence. It's a deal.

You sure you want the details?

[speedforcer]

no details
i think i've already got your answer



why do you want me to meet him?

[coldlenny]

I think you probably assume worse than it is.

No particular reason, Barry. I think you'd like him, though. He's a hero type. If you don't want to meet him, we don't have to do this.

[speedforcer]

you're sleeping with him
that's all i need to know
we're not exclusive len
i know that

i'll go
it's fine
you're buying the hotdogs so that's good enough for me

[coldlenny]

Yeah okay, I'm sleeping with him.
But you're the only one that matters to me.
You and Sara.
That probably didn't help, did it?

[speedforcer]

len
i don't need you to explain it
i know how you feel about me
that's enough

[coldlenny]

Sure, okay.

So...next Saturday?

[speedforcer]

sure
next saturday

[speedforcer]

[AND THEN A MOMENT LATER--]

hey
i love you okay?
i'm just being an ass
(i think that means you're rubbing off on me)

[leaguer]

( she'd be smiling around his cock if she could — if she could do anything except concentrate on bobbing her head up and down until she can make him come, eyes fluttering closed at the pleasant sting of pain as his fingers curl in her hair. his desire — his desperation, as much as he tries to keep it contained, drives sara forward, makes her want to break that restraint that leonard is so good at keeping hold of. )

[speedforcer]

so i
brought something and
you're going to laugh i know you'll laugh but i think you'll like it too??
maybe???
but it's embarrassing
and





kind of uncomfortable too

[coldlenny]

Is it a gigantic black horse dildo?

[speedforcer]

no
and it's never going to be




you're kind of close though

[coldlenny]

[And indeed, even as he grips her hair and murmurs her name, fluids flood into her mouth. He groans softly in the grip of his orgasm, shudders, and then relaxes. He breaths hard, his heart pounding, and he opens his mouth and grins at her lazily]

Mmm, c'mere gorgeous.

[coldlenny]

So why are you texting me instead of getting over here to show me my present, exactly?