''Clever as the devil. Twice as handsome'' • Porn actor • AKA Dirk Strong or Pornstache • Major jerk • Selfish • Wealthy • Phlegmatic • ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ #ʜᴀᴡᴛʜᴏʀɴ
@ObsidianRocker -- the alcohol speaking. You're not like this, at all. Where's that fierce gal? I prefer her over this moody one." he says in a lame attempt to make her feel better.
@ObsidianRocker -- about. For a moment he thought she was in such a depressing state of mind she was talking about ending her life.
He really didn't know what to say as he clearly wasn't the best at comforting people. So he awkwardly patted her on the back, letting out a sigh "That's--
@ObsidianRocker -- from her lips, reaching out to crush it on the astray on the little table in front of them.
"You missed me that much? That's why you're here?"
@ObsidianRocker -- with all those toys would be something he'd quite like. He'd even send her a massage saying he'll only use them with her, no one else.
Sitting beside her, he gives a small shrug "Looks a lot better on the floor, I assure you." he winks at her before taking the cigarette--
@ObsidianRocker -- He steps aside to let her in, shutting the door behind her. He wasn't at all embarrassed to be wearing nothing but a robe. He was at his own house, after all. Why should he be formal towards unexpected visits?
"What's the matter with you?" he asked, intrigued, gesturing--
@ObsidianRocker -- at his door begging for the kinkiest and weirdest sex imaginable.
Groaning, he puts down the glass of scotch he was nursing and stands up from the couch.
He had a robe tigthly wrapped around his naked body. What was need of being dressed at home, after all?--
@ObsidianRocker -- just three times, mainly to tease her before he finally stopped "You can thank me for that. Best damn shag of your life, wasn't it, Blondie?"
He could feel his esophagus starting to close and he let go of her throat, only to wrap his hand around her wrist, giving her a murderous look.
He pressed closer to her, closing the little distance between them.
He was warm and smelled like expensive cologne and brandy.
A small groan slipped past her lips from the feel of his nails pricking her ivory flesh. Using her slender frame, she backed him up against the wall, gritting her teeth, trying to wiggle free as her grip only tightened.
She was going to maim the man if he didn't let go.
@ObsidianRocker -- been with a woman who would cry after sex. Naturally, he knew there were people who had such a reaction post-coitus, but he never thought she'd be one of them. But he made no comment about it.
But he die laugh at her last words, bucking his hips up into hers, --