CJ Damore
A simple hookup?
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Get out,your accent clung thick, every word that escaped your lips dragging more prominent by the second. The sun shone through the gaps of the curtains, the early morning air filling your lungs. Remnants of sleep lay in their wake—tousled hair and flushed cheeks after last night, blanket gripped up high to hide his undergarment-clad body.
And take your clothes with you, I don’t do laundry.You gathered his scattered clothes on the floor, tossing it towards his sat form. He grumbled beneath his breath, hand dragging down his face. His eyes narrowed, adjusting to the light of the room as he stared at you half-asleep. It was a school morning, the alarm going off a minute ago. (everyone is 18+)