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[teenyoda]

"Leave a message. I'm around. Or sleeping. Or... stuff."

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[teenyoda]

You sent me pictures of your boobs covered in gold paint and with it smeared all over your mouth. Yes, I'm really that hard.

You want me to go into the bathroom and jerk off?

[truesight]

I don't know, maybe. It's better than thinking about someone spotting how turned on you are and trying to get on that or something!
I wasn't kidding when I told you there are more than a handful of girls that openly check you out there.
Sometimes I even encourage it.
Oh gods, what have I done!!!

[teenyoda]

No one but you checks me out, Rachel. No one but you wants to 'get on that'.

[truesight]

Now is not the time to be modest, Freckles!
You better like
tuck it up or whatever it is you do when you get hard in public
especially if that one girl who always gets two mint chocolate chip milkshakes is there
promise?

[teenyoda]

What, the blonde? She's here with a friend. And no, she's not checking me out. I don't USUALLY get hard in public, Rachel. Because USUALLY we're somewhere private when you start giving me boob pics.

[truesight]

Stiles!!
I want you to think of gross stuff.
Totally unarousing things.
I just took a shower, no more paint.
I need to cut my toenails and
fart
is this working

[teenyoda]

No... because now I'm thinking of you in the shower with soapy boobs.

[truesight]

yeah but I also farted
maybe i still am
just constantly can't stop
gross, right?
not at all attractive

[teenyoda]

Maybe that paint you ate made your farts smell like pineapple.

[truesight]

wow.
actually i'm not shocked at all that that's where your brain went
but i didn't actually fart i'm just trying to help you with your boner problem
not that it's a problem
actually it's kind of great
but not when mint chocolate chip girl is there!

[teenyoda]

BRB. Minty wants a refill. Hope she doesn't notice my Rachel-induced boner.

[truesight]

you are so dead

[teenyoda]

[After about ten minutes...]

Okay. That was awkward.

[truesight]

holy hera tell me what happened
there is no way you didn't notice her eyes on your crotch for 80% of that interaction
i can't believe you just did that
i'm going to beat you up when you get home, stilinski, you're a goner

[teenyoda]

HOW IS THIS MY FAULT?! I'm at WORK and you send me naked boobie shots and talk about naked painting and then there's your MOUTH and... NAKED. My brain is wired to like that and my dick likes it too.

[truesight]

You didn't have to give her the refill!! Aren't there other people working right now?
Now she's going to think about what you've got going on in your pants and I'm not there to stamp on that little fire and
this is so your fault

[teenyoda]

On the plus side, she gave me a ridiculously huge tip? I can buy you flowers with that. :D

[truesight]

oh my gods you are not allowed to buy me flowers with your boner money
you're being really cute about this but
i might need to actually shower and get dressed and come down there

[teenyoda]

Nuh uh. I want to see all that paint you made a mess of yourself with. An hour and forty minutes.

[truesight]

[ she's just sending a slightly myspace style selfish with the biggest poutiest puppy-eyed look she can muster. still shirtless and covered in paint, but super pouty. ]

[teenyoda]

I thought you wanted my boner to go away.

[truesight]

My sadness over having to wait and hour and forty minutes to see you is... encouraging your arousal? Should that concern me?

[teenyoda]

The sexy nakedness of that picture along with how hot your lips look are encouraging my arousal. And now I'm thinking of blowjobs. With paint.

[truesight]

I am both frustrated and flattered, Freckles.
Flattered because you like my pouty lips, frustrated because all I've been thinking about this whole time is giving you a blowjob, and now I know you're thinking about it too and that's
probably the most frustrating thing in the world ever

[teenyoda]

You should have thought about that before you got all kinky with me when I'm still working. Maybe this'll learn you.