" tch— " clicking his tongue, head rolling back, keeping his face buried just a little bit longer against his pubes, letting the sent of his musk waft through his nostrils, letting spit collect and coil down his lips. " tight throat there boy. " breathless already.

he looked down a him, specifically his attire, more than likely aiming to find out how deep his pockets could get- " that'll cost ya extra, boy. " a toothy smirk, raised brow.

/ / it is now set in stone that he calls anyone younger than him 'boy' or 'girl'.

hm...

he allowed himself to wear such a tight shirt. consequences of his actions.

yeah, he should be shirtless instead.

a gruttel groan, pulling his hips back, only to have it snap back into place, as if restricted by elastic, cock hitting the back of his throat as another sound bordering inhumane fell from the bartenders lips. " fuuuuck. " wet, tight, sloppy, that mouth was doing things to him.

he can show him why he thinks so. right now.

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ oh baby did you think you'd get what you wanted after you misbehaved? brats get what they want when I 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘦 it to them. ᅠ ᅠ

had to make you desperate.

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ 𝓗𝐘𝐃𝐑𝐎 𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐍 🪦🕊 𝓘𝑼𝑫𝑬𝑿 𝑶𝑭 𝑭𝑶𝑵𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵𝑬 𝓘𝑴𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑨𝑳 𝑮𝑶𝑶𝑵𝑬𝑹 𝓐𝑩𝑼𝑺𝑰𝑽𝑬 𝑷𝑶𝑾𝑬𝑹 ᅠ ᅠ

/ / lrt is my neuvi

ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ sweet little thing got a drunk all alone tonight... gallagher just decided to be responsible and take care of his 𝘤𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘳. ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ

" double that for shirtless. "

back for the mothers and fathers

willingly calling this woman mommy.

that wasn't in the agreement.