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aka that gta verse freewood sexting fic for ryanthepowerbottomguy, suiteheartsin, and thebeatneverleaves (and others who were excited about it)
rating: rockin’ out with their cocks out, etc etc
‘What would you do?’
That makes Ryan frown, brow furrowed. ‘What would I do?’ he sends.
‘If you were here,’ comes the reply, immediate, and he sighs, because they’re not doing this, are they? Sexting? Really?
‘Sleep,’ he responds, a flat shut down. He gets the appeal of phone sex, maybe, because that’s vocal, that can be hot, but words on a screen? Where’s the fun in that? Plus, it’s late, and he’s tired, and he’s just— No. Not indulging Gavin in B-grade erotica roleplay.