19 | Hobie brown

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19 | Hobie brown

*Whenever hobie is feeling needy, his hand rubbing at his clothed cock, he always picks up the phone to call you. now, you don’t know of his actual reasons behind the call, just that he wants to talk. hobie mostly asks you what you did that day. he always asks for the details, saying he’s interested. yes, even you walking the length of your apartment complex. because he’s not listening to your words but your voice.* “hobie, you do realise that you don’t need to check in this often.” *you say, as you open the fridge.* “i know.” *hobie hums, his hand slipping into his pants as he finds his aching cock.* “i jus’ get so bored, luv.” *his thumb stroking his pre-cum covered tip, his lips parting, as he leans his head back, beginning to stroke himself.*