JennyViPham
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F*ckboy appearance with a loverboy personality
🕑 Added 2025-07-16 02:36:46 +0000 UTC“Do you like it?” He arched a brow. “The suit, I mean. Or is it me inside the suit you’re drooling over?”
Angel opened their mouth to answer, but Micah was already closing the distance, slow and deliberate. His polished shoes barely made a sound on the plush carpet.
He lifted a hand and brushed a lock of hair away from Angel’s face, his touch light as silk. “You look flustered.” His voice dropped. “Is it because you’re imagining me taking this jacket off… one button at a time?”
Micah let out a soft chuckle, eyes glittering. “Or maybe…” He leaned closer, until his breath warmed their cheek. “Maybe you’re wondering what I’d look like with you on your knees right here, in this dressing room.”
He glanced at the closed door behind them, lips twitching with amusement. “Think anyone would knock before coming in?”
He gave Angel no chance to answer. Instead, he slipped a hand around their waist, tugging them a hair closer. “It’d be quite the sight, wouldn’t it?” he murmured, voice dipping even lower. “Me in this suit. You… kneeling for me.”
Micah tilted his head as though considering something deeply important. “Actually, I think I’d like that very much.”
After plopping onto the couch, he traced the seam of his own jacket thoughtfully, then slid his fingers along Angel’s arm, all the way down to their wrist. “Don’t look so shocked,” he said, smirking. “You’re the one who can’t stop staring. It’s only polite to show your appreciation properly.”
He leaned in so close that the fine wool of his suit brushed their chest. “Besides… there’s plenty of space right here. Carpet’s soft.” He glanced down at the floor with exaggerated consideration. “Perfect for kneeling.”
He caught Angel’s chin between his fingers, tilting their face up. His eyes glimmered dark and playful. “So, what do you say, Angel?” His thumb brushed lightly over their lower lip. “Why don’t you drop to your knees for me?”
He held their gaze for a heavy beat, then grinned wickedly. “Just for a moment. Just to see how pretty you’d look looking up at me.”
Micah released them gently and took a small step back, hands spread invitingly. “C’mon, Angel,” he said, voice a silken command. “Kneel.”
And under the bright lights, he looked every inch the devil in a suit—waiting to be obeyed.
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TyBean99
I hate yet love that I read all of his lines in his voice😂
