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“ perfect ” A light groan as he raises a single leg. Finally adjusted in his pants. “ here… ” slowly removing his top. Damp fabric wiping excess sweat as its brought over his head.
“ mr maid. ”
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his eyes, of course, followed devon's hand into his shorts, watching in awe —— mouth slightly agape —— as it moved down underneath the fabric.
" ... y - yeah, it's— " hard swallow. " it's big ... "
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... w - we can wash your clothes, too! i - i mean if you want to take a bath? the washer && dryer only need like fifty minutes combined when on express? 💧
“ cool ” He squeezes down in ned’s shoulder ever so gently. To him at least , he’d already established ned was seemingly made out of straw.
Easy to tell what to do. Dev’ felt like a boss right now , the respect his workmates
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he just stood there wide - eyed; thinking he was dreaming when that muscular hand reached for his shoulder. not to hurt him, oddly enough, but to ... well, he couldn't quite tell. this was new to him.
ned +
he nudes ned’s shoulder , just to check he hasn’t Entered rigor mortis in the short moments between.
“ keep it in your balls yeah pipsqueak ? ” hand resting on his shoulder. “ no wasting loads till i call. ” hand snakes down to his back
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okay, this was a prank, right? there was no way a guy like him would *𝙚͟𝐯𝐞𝐫 call a loser like ned over when he could have literally anyone he wanted.
ned just kind of turned into a pillar of salt after that +
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“ when im bored at night…. How do you say. ” he pretends to think for a second. Taking the phone back & replacing whatever stupid name ned put with his next words. “*𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝙖𝙡𝙡”
Thats it.
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... the phone was still warm from his pocket. not that ned was going to be weird about that haha ... ha.
" a - a what? " looking up for a second before directing his attention back on the screen, punching in his +
“ guess so ” he shrugs. Scanning a good look up the albeit short length on ned.
Not too bad just awkward. Handing phone to ned , looking over him completely. Mind adrift.
“ Youll make a good late night ” mutters
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he does. immediately, this time; having learned from the bulge - grabbing incident minutes ago.
" s - so uh ... so, do you want. want my number? " sheepishly rubbing the back of his head, little pit stain on +