Human! Music Man x Reader

Corruption

Knock knock knock!

"I'm coming!"
Music Man called out, getting out of his seat.

"Hey, [Name]! Come in, it's cold outside."
The DJ greeted, letting you inside his home.

It was the early 80's, you were a college major in art, 22 years old. Music Man was working as a DJ in his favourite night club, 27 years old.

The two of you have been dating for about 2 years, your sex life never even brought up once in the entirety of your guys' relationship. Until today.

"Hi, sorry about the mess, I was just doing some work."
Music Man explained, brushing his things to a corner on the table to make room for you.

"It's alright, my classes just ended. We're currently learning about male and female genitalia. We had a lady come in, fully naked- and dear god, she had the hairiest you know what I've ever seen. I wanted to gag, she smelled funky too."
You giggled, pulling your sketch pad out; flipping through some pages to find what you were looking for.

"My god she is hairy. Was she your only model or is there gonna be someone else?"
Music Man asked, avoiding eye contact with the drawn woman's sacred areas.

"We also had another model, it was a guy. Just flip to the next page. He also told all of us to draw his... thing... bigger than seen."
You explained, receiving a raised eyebrow from your boyfriend.

"And how big did he say his thing actually was?"
Your boyfriend asked, flipping to the next page. The detail on your latest art piece was absolutely beautiful, from the light scratches to the shading.

"His thing was actually 5 inches, but he asked us to make it 9. I dunno why, thought. Like, if it's too big then you won't be able to fit it in your pants."
You ranted, not exactly knowing how the male genital works.

"Wait wait wait, you think it's bad if a guy's dick is big cause it won't fit in their pants?"
Music Man laughed at your statement.

"Well.. Yeah.. Back in Greek times, they said that having a small thing meant wisdom and brains,"
You replied, a small boost of confidence coursing through your veins at the nerdy fact.

"A-And, nowadays, it's all about looks and personality!"

"Well, what if I told you that I was packing a 12.4? Hm?"
Music Man grinned, plopping down on the couch with his legs spread.

"Twelve point four? Like, math?"
This caught Music Man off guard.

"Whut- no, like- wait. Have you ever done it before?"
Wjat

"Do what? Hun, I'm confused. And hungry, I'm really hungry. Do you have any leftovers?"
You whined, rubbing your empty stomach. A small growl erupted from your stomach, a light groan escaping your lips as you threw yourself onto your hunky boyfriend.

"I don't have any food, but I know something you'll like...~"

Hmm, what could he be talking about? Does he have any sweets? Oo, maybe some Chinese takeout?

"Hmm, like what?"
You asked, sitting up in his lap; resting your cold hands against his tank top.

"Well, sweetheart, you'll need to wait upstairs for me. Maybe 5 to 6 minutes, I need a smoke break."
Music Man said, lifting you up and onto your feet, motioning you to go upstairs.