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troye: babe
troye: babe no
jacob: wyd without me there??
troye: packing
jacob: nothing else?
jacob: miss me?
troye: just boxing stuff up
troye: yes i miss you, i've seen you maybe two hours in the last three days
troye: it's no fair
jacob: i'm sorry baby, i should be home soon
jacob: have you spoken to shaun yet?
jacob: about moving
troye: i'm going to tomorrow morning
jacob: babyyyy
jacob: we're getting the house next week! he's gonna need time to think and stuff
troye: i know, i know
troye: i'll make sure i tell him tomorrow
jacob: okay
jacob: i can be there when you do if you want
jacob: unless you think it's best to do it alone
troye: think it's best to do it alone
jacob: alright
As I press send, I shove my mobile in my pocket and pull out the key to the flat. I unlock the door and open it to reveal a shirtless Troye dancing by the fireplace.
"-I'm the one for your fire, and I'll take you higher. I'll do it for you..."
He doesn't seem to notice my presence, in his own little world as I step in and shut the door behind me, making sure to lock it.
"And you can worship me too."
And that's when he went down. Slowly and sensually, he rolls his hips around as he lowers his body to the floor. I can't help the spark that lights in my chest and tightness that fills my trousers.
"Unholy, I want you to know it."
What makes it so much hotter is his light singing I'm able to hear beneath the song.
"Unholy, I want you to know it."
He sneaks a hand around to his chest, travelling south to the cute, tight little shorts he's got on.
