To the sink, type poured the bucket of soapy water in to then place it down to place his hands to the edge to watch the water go down to sign.
What the fuck was that!? Why did tharn have to?
Type took in a very deep breathe to then shake his head to then turn on the facet to wash and then dry his hands.
Turning he then went about to go straight to the living room to sit to the couches edge to then hunch himself over a bit to eye his cupped hands and hard to take in a very long breathe.
Why did he...... Make me say that just to throw me off like that?
Type signed to then start to play with his fingers.
I just don't get it. Tharn acts like he....
Type rolled his eyes to then move back to then press his body to the couch to then look up.
I don't believe for one mother fucking second this guy actually likes me, I don't fully believe he is only after my body but...... Maybe that is exactly what he is solely after. We don't communicate, we don't know really anything about the other, only seem to work and have sex.....
Type took in a deep inhale to then close his eyes to sign heavily, moving about he laid to the couch to his side to wrap his arms about himself to try and figure a few things out.
What do I need to do? I am so very curious about this man but I think If I continue to stay with him, I'm just going to waste my time.
Don't see us actually connecting in any real meaningful way. Also he is not a woman, were just having sex that won't go anywhere.
Type then made a face to then go from his side to his back to place his arms underneath his head.
Type hadnt really given anything thought to children or about having them.
He then slowly opened his eyes to look over the ceiling.
Should I try and wait this out, to then try to leave again? I think tharn was just bored then this came about. Still don't even know why me. I've asked him so many times for him to just ignore the question.
Type then took a hand to his forehead to start to rub, he was starting to get a real headache thinking about these things.
Pushing himself from the desk, tharn eyed what he completed, to wrap his arms about, to then turn his head to look about.
Slowly he got up too try and find type.
Looking about, he then went to the living room to look across the way to eye him rubbing his head.
Tilting his head to the side, tharn turned to then go to the kitchen to go about his medicine cabinet to retrieve what he was looking for.
Taking two pills, he then turned to go to the sink with a cup to then place some water into it to then go back to type.
Hearing some foot steps, he then opened his eyes to turn his head a bit to the side to look over tharn to then eye the cup.
"What is this?"
"Saw you rubbing your head. Here."
Type looked to tharns other hand to see him reveal some pills to then get up to go to sit to the edge to then eye.
Taking in a breathe, type brought up his hand to then grab the pills to then take the cup to then take, to then swallow the water to then hand tharn back the cup to look down.
"Mm.... Thank you."
Tharn raised an eye brow.
"This is An interesting behivor you are too be portraying."
Type signed to then get up to go about.
"Where are you going?"
"I want to be alone."
Tharns eyes narrowed to then turn to go and follow.
Type took in a breathe to sign heavily once more.
"This is not leaving me alone."
Tharn took bigger strides to then bring up his hand to types shoulder to turn him about to push him to the wall, to grab his hands by the wrists to place them too either side of his head to give type quite the stare down.
"You need to stop acting like a child."
Type rolled his eyes to then try to get out of tharns grasp.
"Just let go."
Tharn gripped a bit harder to grab those wrists into one above his head to place a hand to types groin to grip his package.
Type winced to look down.
"What the....."
"I do like your dominance however..... You really do need to learn your place with me type."
Type took in a very deep breathe to then slowly look up to furrow his brow in anger.
"Fuck.....you! I am not a...... Damnit!"
Type squeezed his eyes tightly shut has tharn placed his hand inside his pants to grip at his member to start to stroke.
"You are whatever I tell you that you are type! And you are mine! Do you understand that! My little fucking bitch!"
Types legs started to wobble to then grit his teeth and hard.
Gathering some strength he was able to thrash himself out of tharns grasp to then push him away.
"You are such a asshole! Stay away from me!"
Tharn raised an eye brow to turn his head has type stomped away.
Rolling his eyes tharn went to him and quick to then bring up a hand to place to his head to grip his hair, type moved his hands up to then moan.
Tharn placed his body to his to wrap his arm about to then shove his hand back into his pants to then grip at his member to take out to stroke to then go to his ear to nibble.
"I will never stay away from what is mine. Mm.... You are a greedy man today, we've already two times..... Guess need to go once more."
Type made a face has tharn pushed with his body to his to go to the bedroom.
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Fanfictionfor type piser of 24, thought going to this prestige firm would be a glorious thing, however what lurked inside was nothing but. having to deal with the bosses young arrogant, stubborn, odd son tharn ying, type was turned into something he never tho...