@literaIIism The boy shivers slightly at the contact, at the warmth of the man's hand on his thigh. He nods quickly, letting out a little squeaked out "okay!" as he waits for the man's next action.
Those huge cheeks are still pressed up right against Chris, tempting him. *Jesus, so soft.*
@literaIIism The boy blushes fiercely then, looking up into the larger man's gaze.
He's rather innocent, all things considered. "What did you mean with that, sir? Also I'd love to go shopping with you! You don't mind carrying my bags, do you? You're much stronger than me, so... makes sense."
@literaIIism "You're so strong, sir... Never felt muscle like this before, haha," the boy says, hands innocently squeezing the man's bicep and pectoral.
"Do you think muscle like that would suit me?" The boy asks, smiling.
@literaIIism The boy pouts, huffing, "Well- well, I don't! But I haven't found shirts my size..." the boy explains, and he ducks his head.
*Bad idea.*
From here, all he can see is just how muscular the man before him is, and it makes his head spin a little.
@literaIIism The boy blushes, and he ducks his head, shy, "Um, y-yeah, I guess- ah- nothing to be afraid of, s-sir," the boy repeats, hesitant, "Um, p-please?" The blonde begs, not even knowing what he wants.
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Oh dear, he's feeling even more needy right now... his butt feels weirdly empty... his brain is fuzzy, and all he can think about is asking for *something* he can't name.
He could definitely use some sweet nothings in his ear... would make him feel great