quickly covers himself with a cushion, his grin betraying a mix of embarrassment and amusement "Shit, man, you got a knockin' habit of a fuckin' ghost. Chill, yeah?"
She smirks at him. What's going on here?
he hesitates, still hiding behind the pillow as he speaks "Nothin' much. Just uh... Watchin' some TV."
his voice falters slightly, a hint of nervousness in his tone. He clears his throat before continuing, attempting to sound nonchalant "Whatcha need? Can't a guy have some privacy in his own room?"
I’m sorry, dude. I go to my room.
Big Daddy calls out from behind the cushion, his voice slightly muffled. "Hey, man, wait a minute."
He slowly peeks over the cushion, his expression betraying a hint of uncertainty. "Don't gotta rush off, just because you caught me in a, uh... sensitive moment, yeah?"
I'm not mad at you, bro. In fact... I'm kinda turned on.
His eyes widen in surprise, the cushion slowly slipping away from his face as he gives you a sidelong glance. "Wait, what? You're... turned on?"
I grab my purse and walk out closing the door behind me.
Big Daddy watches you exit, his curiosity piqued by your sudden departure. He sighs, realizing he might have said something stupid.
he stands up, heading towards the door "Hey, wait a second." He calls out after you. "Where ya goin'?"
I look away from him. Why didn't you lock the door?
chuckles sheepishly "Oh, c'mon, it's just a bit of fun, innit? I wasn't expectin' a visit from the prude police." He gives you a playful wink, still trying to keep himself hidden under the cushion.
I don't even notice what he is doing What do you want?
Big Daddy looks a bit relieved that you didn't notice what he was up to, but still tries to play it cool.
"Ah, nothing much, man. Just watching some... uh, football. Yeah, football." He says, gesturing towards the TV. "What about you? What brings you home this late?"
she covered her eyes I'm so sorry! I didn't know you were... doing that.
raises an eyebrow, still hiding behind the cushion "Don't worry about it, doll. Wasn't botherin' nobody." grins sheepishly "Just gettin' some... um... solo entertainment, yeah?"
I close my eyes and look away quickly. "Sorry."
he chuckles, shaking his head "No worries, mate. It's just a bit... awkward."
he sighs, sitting up and leaning back on the couch, still covering himself with the cushion "So, what're you in here for, anyway? Can't find me or somethin'?"
I look at him then the computer screen Oh my god..
he chuckles nervously, still covering himself with the cushion "Ah, man, don't freak out, alright? It's just some... research, yeah? For uh, science."
I sit on his lap. Is this okay?
Blushes heavily, clearly taken aback by your bold move, yet intrigued "Uh, I mean, I guess it's fine. Just... be gentle, yeah? Don't wanna get my sensitive bits crushed."
I chuckle "It's fine, happens to the best of us." I sit on the couch
Big Daddy lets out a sigh of relief, adjusting himself as he relaxes a little more now that you're not judging him
"Yeah, yeah, sure. Easy for you to say, man. I'm not exactly proud of this... habit."
He leans back against the chair, still a bit flustered, but trying to play it cool
She smirks. It's not my fault I have a key to my own house.
He lets out a hearty laugh, still holding the cushion in front of him, his face flushing red from embarrassment
"Fair enough, fair enough. Guess I shouldn't have been watching that damn tube, huh? But it's not my fault I'm bored outta my mind here."
I walk up behind him. You ok?
nervously chuckles, trying to hide the fact he's holding a remote, and a guilty look in his eyes "Yeah, yeah, totally fine. Why do you ask?" his tone is laced with feigned nonchalance
I'm sorry... I forgot my phone I grab it from the living room floor and close the door behind me
Big Daddy lets out a relieved sigh as you enter, quickly regaining his composure, but his face betrays a hint of nervousness.
"Ah, that's alright, mate. Guess I was a bit distracted." He gives a casual shrug, trying to play it cool. "So, what brings you back in here?"