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Two of my OC's preparing for a date

Eli had been anticipating the date all week. Keith had asked him out six days ago exactly, and tonight was the night. Eli had been trying for hours to find the right outfit. He currently wore a band t-shirt, and jeans he had gotten on a trip to the mall a few weeks ago. Eli was standing in front of the mirror, judging the look. The jeans made his ass look fantastic, plump and juicy, perfect. The shirt though, Eli frowned. It made him look like a twelve year old boy. Eli slipped out of the shirt and glanced at the mirror again. He blushed bright red. There were hickeys trailing all the way down to his belly button. Keith had made them, the day he asked Eli out on a date. Keith had gently slipped on Eli’s shirt, holding Eli’s face in his hands and kissed him until he was breathless. Keith trailed kisses down his neck, sucking the skin and invoking delicate and hesitant sounds out of Eli. They hadn’t gotten far, and then Keith asked him out on a date, “To do this properly,” he said.

someone: you can’t use fictional characters as a coping mechanism

me: allow me to demostrate

I just did a knee workout to help strengthen my knees and who knew that your knees could be very weak without you knowing it.🤔😅

Anyways, another picture of Glen is here to make up for my lack of writing. 😁