ooc: I hate that I have work in the am. But night loves!
Jeff screamed, a dull sort of pain but mostly pleasure shooting up his spine. “AAHH, god—fuck!”
Heath smiled as he continued to work Jeff over, gripping his hips tightly as he rocked against Jeff hard and fast. “Mmm, that’s it Color Palette…scream for me.”
✉ for an 2 AM text: Jeff! Jeff! I can’t sleep….
✘ for an unsent text: Hey man..been thinking about you…but yeah..dn’t mean to bother you…
☠ for a threatening message: I swear to God Jeff you don’t stop teasing me I ‘m going to bend you over my knee and beat your ass.
❤ for a lusty/loving/affectionate message: Mmm, just thinking about you, laying here in bed all hard and wanting you..
♣ for a drunk message: 'Ro..I can't..find my pants…they were here and now they're gone…I think I'm in jail 'Ro…there's cops looking at me funny…
//So what’s the plot?
//It’s simple, all three of them have some sort of contest to prove who’s the dominant one is. Since all three probably believe they are.
//sounds good to me. You in Heaf?