"Timmy! Timmy put the vodka down right now!" Armie said in a serious tone. The second Armie opened the front door, Timmy booked it for the liquor cabinet, Armie chasing behind him as Timmy continued to laugh like a hyena on drugs.
"Timmy please, I'm serious, I need to talk to you before you get drunk". Timmy's expression fell as he put the vodka back, walking over to Armie asking if everything was okay.
"Of course everythings okay, Tim," Armie held Timmy's hand and led him into the living room, "I just need to talk to you about something" Armie smiled softly, he knew timmy was overthinking every word he said.
"Okay, what do you want to talk about?" Armie sat them down on the couch and pulled out a small notebook from his pocket.
"Well I was planning on talking to you about this tomorrow but I feel like this is the perfect time."
Timmy felt his anxiety creeping up on him. What happened? He said it wasn't a bad thing. But what if he just said that to make me think it wasn't bad so when he tells me that something bad happened I wouldn't-
"-Basically" Armie brought him out of his thoughts, "To-to simplify this as much as possible.....I want to, well I want us to.... To discuss ours - well, specifically your-"
"-Armie please just say it-"
"Do you want to have sex with me?"
Timmy was taken back. What did he say? "What?" Timmy asked.
"Im asking if you would ever want to have sex with me?" Armie spoke softly hoping he didn't scare Timmy off.
"Of course I want to have sex with you Armie!" Timmy laughed, jumping up and wrapping his arms around Armies neck and kissing him deeply. "I mean it's pretty obvious I do!"
Armie hugged and kissed him back, "Well no one should ever assume what someone wants so I needed to ask"
"Is that it? Can I take shots now?" Timmy was so relieved that Armie didn't have cancer or something equally as horrible.
"Well because your answer is yes, I wanted to discuss our boundaries and limits during vanilla and/or non-vanilla sex.....That is of course if you want to have non-vanilla sex-"
"-Armie im a kid with daddy issues, of course I want to have non-vanilla sex" Armie couldnt not laugh at that one.
"Okay okay Timmy, I just need to talk about this before we get around to doing anything. It's important that this discussion happens in a more serious environment than you're probably used to when you're with me, because if we don't take this seriously, then there's a huge risk of something going wrong and you getting hurt. Does that make sense?"
"Yes," Timmy answered. Does everyone do this with their partner? He thought.
"There are a few different things we need to go over-" Armie continued snapping Timmy out of his thoughts for the second time as he opened his note book and started writing.
"I'm recording this so we can both look over what we are going to talk about and not forget anything" Armie said, answering Timmy's unspoken question of the note books presents.
"Have you done this before?" He asked softly, Armie stopped his writing and looked up, "What sex?" He smirked.
"No Armie not sex!" He chuckled, grateful Armie was trying to make this as light of a conversation as possible. "Then what do you mean baby?" Armie turned back to writing and drawing a graph in his notebook.
"I mean have you had this conversation with someone before?"
"Well yes of course, I always want to make sure the person im haveing sex with is 100% comfortable especially if they had trama with being raped or something like that"
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Hello Daddy... (CHARMIE)
FanfictionTimothée is a college senior, broke as fuck, working two jobs, living in a shitty apartment with heat that never works, water that barely spits out of faucets, and has to figure out how to pay for the rest of college, not to mention, you know, food...