Leather & Chains 1987

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A knock sounded on the door as Paul watched me, he had just started pulling down my jacket off my shoulder as I shook my head at him, "pervert," he smirked, "you'll love it," I rolled my eyes, "that's beside the point," he looked up to my eyes at that, "is it?"

The door swung open, "hey what do we... Are you guys about to bang without me?" I looked at Marko as did Dwayne, he was nodding as I shook my head sideways looking at the curly haired adonis, "sweet, I'm in," I rolled my eyes again, "what's wrong Marko?" He pouted, "the body's still in the kitchen, I want a sandwich," Dwayne groaned, "you bothered us for a sandwich?" I smacked his chest, "you're a vampire just move it Marko," he cringed, "but, what if it has a disease?" I furrowed my brows thinking for a second before shrugging, "gloves?"

"Is that a question or an answer?" Dwayne groaned again letting go of me, "fucking cock block," I laughed as he walked out of the room Marko turning back to look at me, "looking bitchin babe," I raised my brows, "are you, also wearing sweatpants?" He looked down before looking back up to catch my eye with a smirk as he wiggled his eyebrows, "it's nice right?" I nodded a few times, "fits you really well," he smiled, "want something to sleep in babe?" I looked down at myself, "that'd be a good idea huh?" He nodded and walked out of the room in a rush, returning about a minute or two later with a simple fishnet shirt, "no, Marko, no." He groaned and pulled the large sweatshirt off his shoulder, "fine, it was worth a shot though." I laughed at him and walked to him to grab it, "thanks," he nodded, "so, I can watch you change?"

"Go make your sandwich twerp," I looked up at Dwayne as he scowled at Marko, "be nice," Marko huffed with a pout before crossing his arms and stalking off as Dwayne walked back into the room, my eyes immediately started to drift down until I forced myself to turn around fully.

He watched me change patiently while fumbling to close the door properly, once it shut I turned to look at him, "everything okay?" He took more than a few seconds to nod in response, "you know I never told you this before but when I was a kid, the first time it snowed I kept a snowball in the freezer, it lasted a few years until a heatwave where it melted."

I thoroughly confused him, smiling. I turned back around putting the sweatshirt on before sitting on the bed, crisscross. "So do we want to go to bed now or talk about childhoods?"

"Let's go to bed," I laughed, "oh so you don't wanna hear about my childhood?" He shook his head walking over to me, "nah, didn't know you then sweetheart."