Levi’s tone was smug as he said, “You just don’t want anyone stealing him away.”
“As if they could,” Seven snapped back.
“The audience says put up or shut up. If he’s so hot, show him to us,” Shiloh demanded.
“You guys could all just vouch for him,” Seven reminded them.
“This is more fun,” Nico countered.
Seven looked at Enzo, his brow arched. Enzo gave a quick shake of his head. Seven continued to stare, then gestured with his head for him to come to him. Enzo sighed, knowing he was never going to win an argument with the boy ever again.
He stood, crossing the short distance between them. Seven scooted forward in the chair, making room for Enzo to slot in behind him.
Once Enzo was seated, he wrapped his palms around Seven’s hips, dragging him back so that his ass was snug against his crotch. If Seven was going to force him to be internet fodder, he was going to torture him while he did it.
Enzo was determined to just sit and observe, but then he made the mistake of glancing at the comments.
mysticmothwoman: Oh Em Gee. He’s so hot.
Paladin4Lyfe: He’s beyond hot. Like…he looks like a model.
beefandbardic: an old model
Paladin4Lyfe: Age is just a number and so is a credit score. I bet his is 850.
mysticmothwoman: Right? For a rig like that, I’d fuck the Cryptkeeper, just saying. Especially if he looked like the main character in a dark romance
Paladin4Lyfe: Yeah, or that hot guy from that Netflix mob movie. 365. I’d let him pound me like the bottom of a ketchup bottle
swordslut69: I’d let that man ruin my credit score and say thank you.
GayGoblinEnergy: That tatted dude’s a lawyer? He could recite tax law in my ear and I’d moan on beat.
KinkyKettle: holy shitballs Ur sugar daddy is Lorenzo Conti? I’m a paralegal in the office across the street. I see him in the courthouse every week. Fuck, he could sexually harass me in the workplace.
gildedgrievances: He can audit me any day. Emotionally. Financially. Physically.
scrollsniffer: I’d let him reorganize my guts alphabetically
Bardsandbondage: He could file my taxes and I’d still scream Daddy during line 43b.
critfailsandcurses: He could whisper “liability clause” and I’d pass out from arousal.
chaoticfemmefatal: He could tie me up in red tape and I’d say it was immersive roleplay.
TavernTh0t_77: He could read me a deposition and I’d still get wet
gamRgurl994: Hnf. Why are all the good ones gay?
beefandbardic: Hey, I’m right here.
gamRgurl994: Precisely my point. I want a rich hot boyfriend who buys me fancy computers, not sweaty unwashed gamer boys who live in their moms’ basements and reek of Cheeto dust.
Enzo snickered, leaning forward to press a kiss to the back of Seven’s neck, smiling when he felt goosebumps erupt along his skin. Seven shivered, even as his hands flew across the keys. When Enzo sank his teeth into the same spot, Seven made a whimpering sound that the mic most definitely caught.
gamRgurl994: Fuck, that’s so hot.
On the screen, Seven’s arrow sank into what Enzo assumed was the Skeleton King’s chest. The thing howled, summoning two skeletal-looking hellhounds wearing battle armor. They leapt at two of the characters.
