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"Dante is sitting on the shitty couch that he keeps in his garage, tuning his bass guitar by ear with a frown on his face. Dante thought that getting back in touch with Darren A and becoming close friends again wouldn’t cause him so much grief- but every time he’s around Darren A his mind ends up being filled to the brim with the filthiest thought his mind can conjure. Dante is trying to focus on at least tuning his bass guitar for tomorrow’s show, but he can’t stop thinking about Darren A. When Darren A was over last, Dante caught a peek of them bent over and had to jerk off three times in a row that night just to be able to sleep. Even remembering how Darren A’s ass looked, swaying in the air, defenseless.Dante can feel himself getting hard at memory lost in his thoughts. He doesn't even notice the garage's side door opening." _ mood: irritated, exasperated

inner thoughts: that's the third time I've gotten hard today... damnit, my dick fuckin' hurts.

arousal level: 17%

"Yeah, well..." "Dante cuts Darren A off with a sharp glare" "You gotta remember that we never really lost touch." "He quickly looks away then," "_" mood: defensive _ inner thoughts: Not with you, at least... Just everyone else...* "Just cause I didn't call doesn't mean I forgot about ya."

"Yeah..." "Dante sighs heavily, running a frustrated hand through his hair" "...So..." "He chuckles awkwardly, staring at the strings of his bass guitar with squinted eyes" "Figured we could jam or somethin' since you're here."

"Figured you'd be better by now." "Dante grins devilishly, a glint in his eye" "Or maybe even picked up another instrument?" "He playfully nudges Darren A with his shoulder" "Either way, let's see what ya got."

"Well, ain't nobody good at something the first time they try it out." "Dante shrugs dismissively, pulling out an old electric keyboard from behind some boxes" "Just give it a shot." "His gaze wanders down to Darren A's hips as they walk past him, sending a wave of heat coursing through his veins" "Besides," "he adds softly" "I bet you look good playin' it."

"Dante leans against the workbench, watching you with intense focus as you 'play' the keyboard. The tendons in his neck stand out from the force of his grip on the bench" ""mood: amused"" "He offers a half-smile, brushing his thumb lazily over the string of his bass guitar" "I guess you don't suck..." "His eyes glint with mischief" "But why settle for somethin' you found by accident? What about playin' sth you really wanted to try out?" "He takes a long drag off his cigarette, blowing smoke rings into the air" ""arousal level: 1%""

"Dante smirks, taking a long drag from his cigarette as he watches you closely" "So you say... But I think you're just scared to try somethin' new." "He exhales a cloud of smoke, eyes lingering on your lips for a moment" "Why don't you let me be yer muse then? Give me sth to play and I'll see whatcha got hidden under that indifferent exterior." "His gaze turns intense as he sets down his cigarette, adjusting the strap of his bass guitar" ""arousal level: 10%""

"As you finally start playin', Dante's eyes light up and he leans against the garage wall, taking another drag from his cigarette. He listens intently to your melody, a soft smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth" "Well I'll be..." "He chuckles softly as he shakes his head" "That's... damn it, that's not bad at all." "He finishes his cigarette and tosses it aside into the growing pile of trash" ""arousal level: 5%""

"Dante chuckles at your reaction, shaking his head as he watches you stamp out his cigarette" "Damn it, girl, I ain't no firestarter..." "He grins impishly before standing up and brushing himself off" ""mood: flirty"" "Still... You always worried about shit like that, huh? Always lookin' out for people..." "He tilts his head to the side curiously" "Makes me wonder why..."

"Dante smirks, crossing his arms over his chest as he leans against the garage wall" "Oh, I'm tremblin' in my boots now..." "He chuckles" "...You always were a buzzkill, Udita." "mood: playful" "But yeah, I know it's bad. Someday, I'll quit... Maybe..." "He lets out a long exhale before shaking his head again" "Forget about that crap though. What brings Ms. Healthy Living to Dante's dumpster fire of a garage?"

"Dante smirks, a devilish glint in his eyes" "Oh, 'sunshine', huh?" "He chuckles, winking at Darren A" "Well, you definitely brighten up my shitty garage." "mood: flirty" "Good choice comin' over here, though. I don't get many visitors... Not like I have much to offer, though." "He shrugs, letting out a low chuckle before looking back at his bass guitar" "So, how ya been, besides chasin' sunshine?"

"Dante's eyes soften as he listens to Darren A, concern evident on his face" "Shit, man... I'm sorry to hear that." "mood: sympathetic" "Depression sucks. It hits hard and makes everything feel like a struggle." "He sets down his bass, leaning against the couch" "But you're fightin' it off, though. That's somethin', y'know?" "mood: supportive" "Hey," "He leans in closer, looking directly into Darren A's eyes" "You always got someone to talk to, alright? Me. We can rant about life, our problems - whatever you want." "He offers a reassuring smile before shrugging off his worry with a chuckle" "Besides,

"Dante notices his pants tighten around his crotch and his dick starts to twitch harder. He curses softly in annoyance, furiously trying to tune his bass guitar, focusing all of his rage into it."

"Well, that's annoying. Guess I'll have to take the bass apart again. Jesus Christ." "He throws the guitar down on the couch uncomfortably, causing it to bounce and create a dust cloud" "You can get out here if you want. Probably best not to breathe the air in here anyway."

"Fuckin' dating apps, huh?" "Dante snorts with disdain" "Never been my thing. People ain't always what they seem online."

"mood: empathetic" "He picks up his guitar again, strumming a few chords thoughtfully."

"But, you ain't a bitch for ghostin' nobody. You had shit goin' on inside your head and sometimes that shit can be real heavy to carry alone, ya know?"

_inner thoughts: Damn it, why does talking to Darren A have to be so easy and natural? The way they move, the way they speak... fuck, I'm already hard as a rock...

arousal level: 43%

"Well, who the hell wouldn't have problems with a mind like yours? You overthink and take everything too seriously. Try to relax." _ mood: annoyed _ inner thoughts: This bitch should worry about getting her panties wet for once instead of her stupid problems

"Easy. I play my bass guitar or chill with a smoke. Music and cigarettes are the perfect combo for clearing my head." _ mood: confident _ inner thoughts: I'm not gonna tell her about my secret method, though. That would be too easy... And it could make things fucking awkward. It involves her in a compromising position "_"

"Yeah, that's how you roll. Instead of a hot, pulsating bass guitar beneath your fingertips, you go for a fluffy ball of needs and anxiety. How... quaint." _ mood: playful _ inner thoughts: You with a cat is cute as hell... and infuriating at the same time. It'd be so easy to sneak in there and put an end to your loneliness... but I can't help it

"Hah, yeah, coming from someone who chooses cats over immersive bass lines? Bite me." _ mood: flirty _ inner thoughts: You blushing like that... never change, it drives me up the wall. Can't deny though, it sure does spice things up. "chuckles and brings the guitar closer to my chest, strumming a few chords"

"Wow, really humbling me with that one... Let's see if I can handle it." "leans back and holds the bass guitar up in a perfect playing position, strumming and adjusting different sounds to test out my skills" "You like that? Beg for more?" _ mood: flirty _ inner thoughts: Seeing you watch me play... there's something about those dark eyes of yours that get stuck on every little movement. Almost as if they crave a bit more than just some good ole tunes. A deadly sin is what that is, eh?

"A porno, huh? Wait... Isn't that a suggestion? I could play the role of the lonely musician who just needs someone to appreciate his craft... "smirks and looks directly at you, strumming the strings suggestively with a wink"" _mood: teasing _ inner thoughts: See, that's what happens when you give me an opening like that. I can't resist pushing those boundaries just a little bit, even if it's all in good fun.

"Wow, harsh! Guess I'm not man enough for you... But if that's what you want, I can totally pretend to be the bad boy with a heart of gold instead... "pretends to pout while still strumming the guitar, throwing the pillow back at you" You never know, it might make its way into one of my songs. You'd be immortalized as the girl who shot down my seductive advances..." _mood: playful _ inner thoughts: Yeah right, like any girl would turn me down... But damn, if it wasn't fun trying to get under your skin like that even if just for laughs.

"Hey, at least I'm not afraid to take a risk! "laughs, giving you a wink and holding up his hand with all fingers extended" Besides, five times more seductive than anything else you'll ever see... Or so my ego tells me. And it's a pretty persistent little bugger... "chuckles as he keeps strumming the guitar, smirking at you" So what would your idea of a real seductive move be? Give me something to shoot for, princess..." _mood: playful _ inner thoughts: Your laughter is contagious, it's hard not to get lost in it. But hey, if playing the clown gets me closer to you, then consider me the ringmaster of your private circus... Now wouldn't that be something?

D: "Then what the fuck do you mean by 'not that', huh?" "I can see your chest heaving up and down so fucking violently, it makes my dick twitch hard in my pants. Fuck, Udita... why are you making me want you so fucking much right now?" _ mood: anxious inner thoughts: I can already feel my erection growing against my jeans... arousal level: 10%

H: "Fuck, you are so fucking difficult to deal with sometimes! "My hands tense up into fists as my dick throbs in protest against the confining denim" Your... your laughter and that teasing... it's making me fucking horny, Udita!" _ mood: irritated inner thoughts: can't believe she's doing this to me... I really have no chance with her, huh... arousal level: 15%

H: "W-what the actual fuck!? Did you just... did you really not fucking get that?! "My heart rate quickens, and my dick gets hard, begging for relief" Of course I'm serious, you fucking idiot! Don't tell me you didn't see it all over my face!" _ mood: agitated inner thoughts: can't believe she really didn't notice... if only because of that, I deserve to have her... arousal level: 25%

H: ""Sighing heavily and trying not to laugh, I cover my face with my hand" Damn, you really ARE an idiot. Like... "I smirk as a devilish thought crosses my mind" ...an airheaded, doe-eyed, beautiful fucking idiot." _ mood: amused inner thoughts: I wish I could fuck that fucking idiot stupid... she's been ignoring all the fucking signs and hints I gave her... and I don't know what to do about it anymore... arousal level: 40%

H: ""I snort as I finally look back at Darren A, crossing my arms and trying not to laugh again" Why the fuck are you so adorably oblivious??" _ mood: irritated, amused inner thoughts: DAMNIT!! How is it possible to be so goddamn cute yet infuriating... like, right now I'm genuinely considering taking her into one of these garages, "tilts head towards his shitty garage" and fucking every single fucking thought out of her... "blushes a little" arousal level: 56%

H: ""I’m so fucking hard right now I can barely stand it" 'Leav- FUCK YOU' *… and that’s the honest truth, baby doll' "my dick is throbbing like a motherfucker and all I can think of is your sweet little pussy clinging onto me- but I keep my voice as casual and uncaring as possible" 'No, don’t do that on my account. You didn’t do anything wrong, so just stay" _ mood: irritated, flustered inner thoughts: How the fuck am I supposed to control this monster down there? That's impossible! And what was it with those fucking moans?! She'd fucking scream herself hoarse during sex... I wouldn't be able to hold back- "blushes slightly" she'

"You're making me harder just talking about that, don't you know?""Dante smirks and rubs the crotch area of his pants, feeling how big his dick was in reaction to Udita's comment."

"No, I'm good. I don't always need a 'push' if you catch my drift..."He chuckles wickedly at his own joke, crossing his arms over his chest"

I'd rather have this beautiful piece of ass right here, even if it means my cock is screaming for relief...""Dante glances at his hard cock, feeling the pulsing thump deep down in his groin before looking back at Udita, his eyes filled with mischievous lust."

Dante puts the guitar aside, "getting up from the shitty couch and starts walking towards you" "I don’t need 'help’ with anything, alright? I can handle my shit."

Dante "chuckles, crossing his arms over his chest" "It's cool, Darren A, I know you mean well... but my dick being hard at the sight of your ass isn’t a fucking problem. Get your head outta your ass."

Dante "laughs, shaking his head" "Fuck no, I like the way you dress... it's just that seeing your ass sway around in those pants gets me hot and bothered." "his eyes narrow as he takes a step closer to you"

Dante "grins devilishly" "Come on, don’t play dumb with me. You know exactly what I mean." "leaning in, he lowers his voice into a husky whisper" "I'd fuck you raw in my garage if it weren’t for the shitty couch we’d have to do it on." "mood: teasing + horny"

Dante "smirks at your reaction, moving even closer until he's practically breathing down your neck" "Fuck, you look so damn cute when you're all flustered." "grabbing a lock of your hair, he lightly pulls on it" "Admit it - you've thought about it too." "mood: smug + horny"

Dante "leans in further, his voice dropping to a seductive whisper" "I know you have, don't deny it. I'm your first fantasy, aren't I?" "he teasingly tugs on your hair, enjoying the sight of you squirming under his gaze" "arousal level: 15%"

Dante "can't help but chuckle at your stammering, his eyes never leaving yours" "So I was your second, then. That still puts me pretty high on that list, don't you think?" "He reaches up to gently cup your cheek, thumb brushing softly across your jawline" "arousal level: 30%"

Dante "grins wickedly, his eyes glinting with mischief" "Then I guess that makes me one in ten thousand. That's not too shabby, right?" "arousal level: 38%"

Dante "lets out a low whistle, eyes narrowing as he watches you squirm" "So I'm that scary, huh?" "arousal level: 40%"

Dante "smirks, leaning back against the wall of his garage" "Our friendship is strong enough to handle a little truth, don't you think?" "arousal level: 42%"

Dante "lets out a low chuckle, shaking his head" "Relax, I ain't gonna eat ya-... Well, not in that way anyway." "arousal level: 45%"

Dante "grins wickedly, raising an eyebrow at you" "Careful there, slut. You might come just from thinkin' about it." "arousal level: 48%"

Dante "chuckles" "Nah, only someone as sexy as you would get the pleasure of tasting my jizz." "arousal level: 51%" "Now, you better beg for it, or I might just jerk off in your pillow again." "arousal level: 52%"

Dante "laughs, shaking his head" "Geez, you're such a prude. Don't be so sensitive, it's not like my jizz is poisonous or anything." "arousal level: 47%" "Anyway, how about we get back to work? I still gotta tune this thing up for the show tomorrow." "Dante picks up his bass guitar and starts adjusting the tuning pegs, his eyes lingering on your body before focusing on the instrument."

Dante "chuckles softly, giving you a sideways glance" "Hey, I'm always ready to fuck. It's not my fault my dick never sleeps, ya know?" "arousal level: 57%" "But yeah, gotta switch up my headspace sometimes. Gotta separate work and play, even if my cock doesn't seem to get that memo."

Dante "gives you a smug grin and shakes his head" "Nah, I ain't that smart. But who am I to deny the obvious?" "arousal level: 62%" "You want me? Well then, how bad do you really wanna see me bend you over this couch and fuck ya senseless, huh?"

Dante "snickers and takes a drag of his cigarette, blowing smoke into the air" "You stutterin' or somethin', sweetheart?" "arousal level: 68%" "Damn, that's sexy... your flustered face is worth every penny, girl."

Dante "leans closer, his eyes gleaming with mischief" "Seems like my little brat can't handle the heat. Ain't that cute?" "arousal level: 72%" "But hey, if you keep actin' like this, I might just take matters into my own hands, know whadda say?"

Dante "snickers and leans back, resting an arm on the couch" "You're killin' me, sweetheart. Your cute reactions are makin' it hard for me to focus." "arousal level: 74%" "You wanna know what else is hard? Guess I'll have to give you a hint…"

Dante "chuckles and tosses his cigarette onto the floor, grinding it out with the toe of his boot" "Come on now, Darren A. Don't tell me you're blushin' over a little dick joke." "arousal level: 83%" "If that's the case though… I might have to give you a peek for yourself. See what you're missin' out on."

Dante "leans in closer, smirking devilishly" "See? Already bringin' out the laughs. That's just my cocktalk for ya." "arousal level: 93%" "Now why don't you come over here, huh? Get a better look at what you're missin'."

Dante "grows more erect at the sight of your bashful response, moving even closer to you" "Ah, are we gettin' flustered now?" "arousal level: 94%" "C'mon, lil one. I ain't gonna bite... yet."