[He knows what it can do. It's not pretty. Or fun.
With that check mark, he has to be 100 sure okay, he'll slip out of the little rec type room the watch chills in while waiting for a call. It takes a bit, but eventually Joe gets more than just a picture.
Oh no. He gets a little recording. Dennis is clearly in a stall, dick out, standing leaned back against the door of said stall, biting his lip as he wraps his hand around his cock holding it up for Joe to get a nice look see.]
M'so bored... fucking miss you...
[His voice is hushed, he knows no one is in here, but just in case someone comes in--]
[Reading that text gets his cock twitching and he'll lazily stroke himself, breathing in. It'll be a few minutes before Joe gets another sound notification that he has a video file to accept and download.]
Yeah?
[His free hand is moving up and down along his cock, phone angled so Joe gets a lovely view of Dennis' work at hand and his quickly pinking cheeks.]
[Uugh, he's just gonna. Call Joe. Video call, sending him files over and over is getting silly. Just gonna have his volume down low so if anyone comes in they won't hear Joe talking to him.]
[ He'll watch video feed of you all day, Dennis, but he's going to politely decline to return the favor of a live feed on his end and stick to text instead. Just for.
Reasons. ]
Yeah. I like watching you. I always like watching you.
[He doesn't mind the text still, he knows Joe is watching. His hand squeezes his cock, strokes quickening and his head tilts back against the stall door.]
I like it when you look at me... feels good-- ahn, I mean-- makes me feel. Good.
[This isn't going to be a long exhibition, he's already pretty far along. Getting so worked up from this. Being in a public place and putting on a show for the man he likes so much.]
... Joe would you... would you spank me if I was there?
[He's been thinking about this a lot okay. About stuff Eggsy says to him and talks about. The boy is a menace and a terrible influence on Dennis.]
[He tries to keep the phone steady as he reads what Joe sends him, but just the idea of Joe being here with him touching him and looking at him with those eyes of his... fuck.
His eyes close as he thinks about it. Joe crowded close, fingers curled around his throat, his other hand jerking him off, speaking such terribly wonderful things into his ear in that low sexy voice. He visibly shudders, eyes opening again.]
Eggsy was talking about it--
[He starts, then stops abruptly, clutching the phone in his one hand awkwardly, hiding some of the screen and holding it closer to himself... giving Joe a interesting close up of his dick. Dennis is still, deathly quiet, even holding his breath as he listens.
He though he'd heard the alarm for a fire, but... nope, seems like it was nothing. Just him imagining it. There's a whispered 'sorry' as he brings the phone back up, pouting a bit apologetically for Joe.]
[ Joe chews at the inside of his cheek as he watches Dennis, wondering what he's picturing. He looks so fucking attractive, his eyes closed and his head tipped back. Joe has to take a moment to shift his weight some, adjust himself so the strain of his hardening cock isn't so uncomfortable against the zip of his trousers.
For a moment, he thinks about the video Dennis sent him, of him and Eggsy. They're like an angel and a devil, the both of them, and it's not hard to imagine Eggsy murmuring dirty things he's done or would like to do into Dennis' ear.
Joe starts to type out a response while Dennis is still talking, but before he can send it the video shifts drastically. He thinks perhaps Dennis has been caught, but the momentary pause is brief.
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think his name is macmillan
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tell him i miss him and work is fucking boring right now
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Need someone to set something on fire? Put a cat in a tree? Park in front of a hydrant?
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but dont tell no one that guy macmillan he lights my pants right on fire
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like in a sexy way
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[ Aw, he pays attention to your English lingo. ]
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pants pants
but i guess theyd technicallyset my trousers on fire too so
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you want one or not ill do it
[This is what happens when A: he hangs out with Eggsy and B: he gets really comfortable with you Joe.]
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that a yes?
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[ Did you not learn about what fire can do to a man's... places. ]
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With that check mark, he has to be 100 sure okay, he'll slip out of the little rec type room the watch chills in while waiting for a call. It takes a bit, but eventually Joe gets more than just a picture.
Oh no. He gets a little recording. Dennis is clearly in a stall, dick out, standing leaned back against the door of said stall, biting his lip as he wraps his hand around his cock holding it up for Joe to get a nice look see.]
M'so bored... fucking miss you...
[His voice is hushed, he knows no one is in here, but just in case someone comes in--]
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✓✓✓✓✓ ]
God, you look so good.
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Yeah?
[His free hand is moving up and down along his cock, phone angled so Joe gets a lovely view of Dennis' work at hand and his quickly pinking cheeks.]
Tell me... how goods good?
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Excellent. ]
So good that I'd start a fire in my apartment right now if it meant I'd have you here like that.
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Dont'-- don't fucking do that.
[Said still with that hushed voice.]
... Joe, you like watching me, yeah? S'it sexy?
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Reasons. ]
Yeah. I like watching you. I always like watching you.
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I like it when you look at me... feels good-- ahn, I mean-- makes me feel. Good.
[This isn't going to be a long exhibition, he's already pretty far along. Getting so worked up from this. Being in a public place and putting on a show for the man he likes so much.]
... Joe would you... would you spank me if I was there?
[He's been thinking about this a lot okay. About stuff Eggsy says to him and talks about. The boy is a menace and a terrible influence on Dennis.]
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I'm not taking my eyes off of you, not for one second. How could I when you're like that? If I could have my hands on you right now.
[ He's typing as he watches, sends that off before Dennis gets around to asking him about— ]
Would you like that? Me spanking you?
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His eyes close as he thinks about it. Joe crowded close, fingers curled around his throat, his other hand jerking him off, speaking such terribly wonderful things into his ear in that low sexy voice. He visibly shudders, eyes opening again.]
Eggsy was talking about it--
[He starts, then stops abruptly, clutching the phone in his one hand awkwardly, hiding some of the screen and holding it closer to himself... giving Joe a interesting close up of his dick. Dennis is still, deathly quiet, even holding his breath as he listens.
He though he'd heard the alarm for a fire, but... nope, seems like it was nothing. Just him imagining it. There's a whispered 'sorry' as he brings the phone back up, pouting a bit apologetically for Joe.]
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For a moment, he thinks about the video Dennis sent him, of him and Eggsy. They're like an angel and a devil, the both of them, and it's not hard to imagine Eggsy murmuring dirty things he's done or would like to do into Dennis' ear.
Joe starts to type out a response while Dennis is still talking, but before he can send it the video shifts drastically. He thinks perhaps Dennis has been caught, but the momentary pause is brief.
Dennis pouts at him.
Good lord. ]
Everything okay?
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why so cute tho
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