Harrison had headed in, eager for something cold to drink and had just popped the top off a sparkling juice when he saw the response. He shook his head in bemusement as he typed a reply [TXT MSG: Then your bare behind would be getting the sun. I would be happy to rub a sunscreen on that blue booty of yours ]
Syx had changed the ring tone for when Harrison messaged him and just about jumped as he heard to new ring “loosen up my buttons baby,” ringing out into the lair before he snatched up the phone. Grinning at the response the typed out, [TXT: If you’re going to start rubbing things you aren’t allowed to stop. ]
Harrison was debating between going back out into the sun or looking in his closet for his thigh highs when he got Syx’s reply. He quirked and eyebrow and tried his best not to smirk as he responded [TXT MSG: Who says I want to stop? I will happily give you a full body rub down any time 😉 ]
The wires were a tangle and at this point he wasn’t even sure if they were connected to the right buttons; he was far to distracted for this but Syx was nothing if not stubbornly persistent. When he got the reply he rubbed his tired eyes but grinned as he read, [TXT: You make sunbathing sound terribly appealing rn. Though rubbing you down, my mouth would be sure to follow my hands. ]
Harrison eased himself into the hot tub on the patio. The heaters and the jets were off, so the water was actually nice and cool. He stretched out on the long platform in the water like it was a lounge chair, with his phone, a drink, and the latest copy of Vogue nearby. But he didn’t pick up his magazine until after he replied [TXT MSG: Speaking of mouths…. I believe there was mention of you sucking me off during my ‘kidnapping]
Less than a minute later, a photo followed of Harrison twirling the wet swim shorts on a finger with a smirk and an arched eyebrow in challenge.
Syx had given up on wiring and had headed into the kitchen for a food raid. Anna and Minion where off on a shopping trip leaving him to fend for himself, so it wasn’t his fault that he was forced to eat nothing but poptarts. That was his excuse anyway. Heading back out he checked his phone, grinning lustfully around the pastry in his mouth. [TXT: You are just begging to be re-kidnapped now. There was also talk about your lack of a gag reflex to prove. ]
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