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#bby is gonna devour that old man
slythereen · 4 months
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“lewis hamilton will bring glory back to maranello!” bro that’s his retirement home
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the-slasher-files · 3 years
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Hi! Me again, with another request, but I don't know if you keep doing the "prompt list #1" but i do like the 8 "Why are looking at me like that...?" And 59 - "You'are so drunk..." with Bo. i just love you blog and love Bo 🥺🖤
omg I love you so much for requesting the best things for Bo lol.. I will write whatever you give me bby... Sorry it’s not my best work and it’s kind of messy just because I’ve honestly been super busy lately and this is the only thing my garbage brain could make lol but I hope you enjoy it 🔪💕
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WORD PROMPT:  "Why are looking at me like that...?" AND  "You're so drunk..."
Sitting on the dingy kitchen counter under the old flickering fluorescents, you held your warm tea admiring the peaceful home, until the door slammed open and there was a slur of continued curse words flowing in the air. Stiffening up you knew exactly who it was. You had not seen him all day, in the early morning he headed to the garage and you had to go to your work as well, knowing at the end of the night the reunion would feel so good; Bo seemed to have different ideas.
Slams and crashes came continuously from the living room as he stumbled into everything that was in his way, or that seemed to be within 10 feet of him. Sighing you just looked up from your tea and stared at the man who was drukenly hanging on the door frame, sweat made his black curls cling to his forehead, his trucker hat was haphazardly placed on his head, and his mechanic coveralls were half unzipped letting you see his toned muscular figure underneath. You would be lying to yourself if you didn’t say he was gorgeous, even under this state.
Bo’s baby blue eyes met yours almost surprisingly like he had seen a ghost in yours. Soon enough he collecting what was left of his charm and pride, licking his lips and fidgeting with his hat standing up straight. Bo’s eyes darkened devouring your body and gawking at your silky black shorts with lace trimming the ends, and your tank top that showed your bra easily from the top, he wanted you, he needed you.
“Bo... baby, why are you looking at me like that...?” you asked but knew full well what he wanted. It was still nice to entertain him however since you had not seen him all day and before he was going to get sloppily handsy with you in a minute. “You have a-”
“Fuck darlin’ you look good,” Bo cut you off with his accent thicker than usual from the alcohol. “Don’ tell me you’re wanderin’ round here wearin’ that.. lettin’ my brothers get an eye full”
The man pushed himself off the doorway and faltered his way towards you loudly on the hardwood, rattling the dishes in the cabinetry. Quickly you sat down your hot tea before you ended up spilling it on Bo and flaring his temper. A thick arm held his staggering weight against the counter caging you in place as his other arm snaked around your waist.
The smell of rich warm alcohol thickly coated your lungs as Bo’s wet lips found your neck, kissing and nipping desperately at whatever soft skin was exposed. “Bo.. Bo” you tried to push him away slightly, making him slow but it was no use, his strength was too overpowering and his desires were too strong to resist. “Bo oh my god.. You’re so drunk.”
A chuckle softly left his lips against your neck and your hands began to run through his damp curls, and massaging his thick neck pushing him closer. Bo’s calloused greased stained hands pulled your hips to the edge of the counter making you grind against his needing girth.
Suddenly all was halted, his lips were gone as fast as his hands pushing away from you, Bo white-knuckled the yellowed sink puking up his guts. Groaning you just rubbed his back and accepted this was going to be a far from sweet reunion with your lover. Tonight was gonna be a long one.    
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