Post by ISAM ZAHID on Dec 6, 2016 19:06:43 GMT
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Isam bit down on the lipstick covered bottom lip, tilting his head so his long hair fell back over his shoulders. He looked down, watching the light touched of the man's hands on his knees and then up onto his thighs. It was times like this that Isam wished he had a change of uniform in his bag. A skirt would have been very useful at this moment. But they had wasted enough time. Sliding his hands onto Nic's shoulders he brought them together behind the other man's back.
Oh this is my fault? he teased, playing with the hair on the nape of Nic's neck. Let us not forget that you are in my shop, and I am currently your lying fantasy.
There was no hint of regret or remorse around the words as Isam grinned at the man in front of him. he wished Tish would hurry up and get back so he could actually find somewhere more private. But there was still more than half an hour to go and he really didn't expect Nic to hang around and wait. Besides, he wasn't supposed to be really making out with the customers in the middle of the stall. It was pretty unprofessional and probably why not more people had come in to have a look. Did it matter? Not particularly. There would be other customers.
Isam smiled softly and bought one hand down to cling to Nic's shirt, making sure they couldn't break apart this time. You want to help me? he asked with a less than innocent grin. Maybe you could come back in half an hour and you could help me try and find those papers you're after. He hoped Nic caught on. The papers were at Isam's apartment. Which also happened to be where his bed was.
He was pretty sure Nic knew what he was getting into - he wasn't as innocent as Isam had first thought, after all. He looked at Nic and grinned before hooking his feet behind the man and encouraging him in the last little inch so they could finally kiss. Finally. Finally. It was harsh, hurried and Isam pulled back soon after he had started. It was a hint. A taste. Something to hook the other man in, to keep him interested.
Or did you have something else in mind? he added. Isam was pretty flexible either way, as long as it didn't end in his arrest.
Oh this is my fault? he teased, playing with the hair on the nape of Nic's neck. Let us not forget that you are in my shop, and I am currently your lying fantasy.
There was no hint of regret or remorse around the words as Isam grinned at the man in front of him. he wished Tish would hurry up and get back so he could actually find somewhere more private. But there was still more than half an hour to go and he really didn't expect Nic to hang around and wait. Besides, he wasn't supposed to be really making out with the customers in the middle of the stall. It was pretty unprofessional and probably why not more people had come in to have a look. Did it matter? Not particularly. There would be other customers.
Isam smiled softly and bought one hand down to cling to Nic's shirt, making sure they couldn't break apart this time. You want to help me? he asked with a less than innocent grin. Maybe you could come back in half an hour and you could help me try and find those papers you're after. He hoped Nic caught on. The papers were at Isam's apartment. Which also happened to be where his bed was.
He was pretty sure Nic knew what he was getting into - he wasn't as innocent as Isam had first thought, after all. He looked at Nic and grinned before hooking his feet behind the man and encouraging him in the last little inch so they could finally kiss. Finally. Finally. It was harsh, hurried and Isam pulled back soon after he had started. It was a hint. A taste. Something to hook the other man in, to keep him interested.
Or did you have something else in mind? he added. Isam was pretty flexible either way, as long as it didn't end in his arrest.
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