my person 🤧: you're killing me
dan: how
my person 🤧: you know i don't like that voice
my person 🤧: please spare me we're at the table with my parents
my person 🤧: fuck dan
dan: what's wrong baby
my person 🤧: that's the game we're playing are we
dan: sorry i'm not sure i know what you're talking about
my person 🤧: i mean this in the nicest way possible but
my person 🤧: you're such a dirty slut
my person 🤧: getting me riled up while my parents are right across from us
my person 🤧: just for me though right?
dan: phil
my person 🤧: i'm sorry fuck
dan: tell me more
my person 🤧: shit
my person 🤧: it isn't the best time to give me bedroom eyes darling
my person 🤧: please stop doing your seductive voice you know how it affects me
dan: i'm afraid i don't, phil. would you like to show me?
my person 🤧: i'm so fucking hard
dan: do you want some help with that?
my person 🤧: jesus christ
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