Probably the easiest meme ever. Post a blank with post with your character's name and universe. For the replier, the reply must be a dirty text to the poster's phone, or a picture of naughty parts. It can be on purpose ...or a mistyped number. ("Whoops, sorry I showed you my junk! ... But how was it?!") The original poster can reply to the text or ignore it. Have fun!
(and he's cheating with the instructions, too, the bastard)
[Andrew had come back to Chicago to be there for his sister's cake tasting, helping Tess and Will decide on a flavor and filling for their wedding cake. As if he would complain about being asked to sit around and eat cake.
The one thing he was disappointed about was that it meant being apart from Frank. The other man was on his mind as he left the bakery and said goodbye to his sister and her fiance. He dug his phone out of his slacks to text Frank.]
Just finished cake tasting. Now I want to lick frosting off of you.
[Andrew had made the drive back to his house and was now just getting in the front door. He went directly to his bedroom, kicked the door shut and settled on the bed.]
And you have a glorious cock Babe. I love sucking it off and feeling you get hard in my mouth. Tasting the pre-cum as you get nice and hard is just perfect.
I need a date for my sister's wedding. And if you're ready, I'd like for that to be you.
I'm not going to hide you, Frank.
[If it were up to him and things went well, he'd like to be the one getting married someday. But he never voiced that because he felt that was not a 'guy' thing to say.]
Andrew Garrett | OC | Closed
[Andrew had come back to Chicago to be there for his sister's cake tasting, helping Tess and Will decide on a flavor and filling for their wedding cake. As if he would complain about being asked to sit around and eat cake.
The one thing he was disappointed about was that it meant being apart from Frank. The other man was on his mind as he left the bakery and said goodbye to his sister and her fiance. He dug his phone out of his slacks to text Frank.]
Just finished cake tasting. Now I want to lick frosting off of you.
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You should just never wear a shirt again ever. Around me anyway.
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I do believe that is doable.
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[Implying they could have a very private conversation shortly.]
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[Andrew had made the drive back to his house and was now just getting in the front door. He went directly to his bedroom, kicked the door shut and settled on the bed.]
Text away.
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Do you think Carla would let you have a few days off next month?
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I'm not going to hide you, Frank.
[If it were up to him and things went well, he'd like to be the one getting married someday. But he never voiced that because he felt that was not a 'guy' thing to say.]
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