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“Darling, do you really want to rewatch my old program-?” Richard rubs his hand over your bicep as he exhales slowly, his other hand changing the channel to the BBC2 archive, tuning into an old but familiar channel. The soft leather brown couch dips down as you both fall into the seats, eyes drifting over each other as you press the play button on the remote. You throw a leg over Richard’s thigh, feeling the warmth of his body heat radiating like a fireplace as you trace slow figure 8’s onto his chest.
Jeremy drones from the telly, the theme song ‘Jessica’ from the Allman brothers ringing in your ears. You realise its the Burma special, a cult classic. The opening shot pans out slowly. First came Jeremy rolling in shot with his Isuzu TX, a silly thin tie fixed to his collar as he ambles out of his truck. Next came Richard—his muscles rippling out of his egg-stained tank top as he comes out his modified truck. From what you could see, Telly Richard was covered in glistening sweat from head to toe as he ran a gentle hand over his truck. You wonder what that hand would feel like if it was…
No.
Snap out of it, you pervert!—
But it feels so right…
There’s no harm in trying, right?
Your leg climbs higher on his lap, slowly pulling yourself closer. “You look bloody sexy, love…especially in that top—” you whisper into his ear, tongue slipping over your lips as you play with the hairs at the base of his head. “If i were there…i’d take it off you, at least give a girl someting to look at.”
He whimpers softly, trying to keep himself contained, a little ‘fuck’ escaping his lips as he wafts a hand through your hair.
“In front of my friends?—Cheeky girl…” He whispers, husky and low.
“Dont be silly, its not like they can see u-“
“Exactly-“