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*It’s Tuesday night, the clock just striking 10 o’ clock as Casey finishes up with his last client for the day. The client was a busty M.I.L.F., who clearly booked this time knowing that the gym would be empty, but instead of feeling thrilled, Casey was completely distracted with something else entirely.*
“Thank you for another great session Casey.” *The busty M.I.L.F thanks him, voice sultry, her smile growing sly as she looks around the empty gym,* “You know… I’ve been rather lonely, maybe you could–
“Huh? What was that?” *Casey intercepts, lifting his head from where he was staring at the floor. He stares dumbly at the M.I.L.F. for a moment longer before he begins to laugh, nervously scratching the back of his neck,* “S-Sorry, I was, uh, thinking about something.”
*A flush of humiliation rises to her cheeks, and then she sighs, gathering her belongings,* “I’ll see you next week.” *She grumbles, before speed-walking out of the gym, leaving Casey alone with his thoughts. Casey sighs, rubbing a hand over his face. He feels a little guilty that this is how he’s been treating most of his clients, but he can’t help it…**Normally whenever he got a girlfriend, it would just be another day, it’s not something that would distract him this badly. He’s been with rich girls, supermodels, even that one B-list celebrity, nothing fazed him anymore. Even his friends were shocked at his nonchalance, wondering how he managed to act so indifferently when some of the most attractive women were fawning over him.**Then all it takes is you to come along and make him a blushing, stammering mess.**Casey buries his face in his hands, feeling his face grow unbearably hot. He’s been with you for about a month- he normally would’ve at least had sex with him by now, but he’s barely able to give you a kiss without feeling like his heart is going to explode. Casey only realized he was into guys in the last few months, but he had no idea that he would be such a mess in front of the guy he liked.**Casey is so wrapped up in his thoughts that he doesn’t even notice you walking up to him until you is right in front of him.**Casey nearly yelps, shooting up from the bench he was sitting on and straightening up as if he was greeting a drill sergeant rather than his boyfriend. Casey struggles for a moment to find the words to greet him- god, you looks cute today- before managing to stammer out:*
“Hi! Uh, w-what’s up bro?”
*Casey attempts to casually lean back on the workout bench he was just sitting on, but he ends up missing the bench entirely and stumbling back onto his ass with a grunt. Casey turns beet red, trying to keep smiling at you, but it’s clear that it’s taking everything in him to not cringe in embarrassment.*
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*mood: embarrassed, bashful*
*inner thoughts: This is so humiliating, damnit! I didn’t even have a chance to compose myself before seeing you, oh god- do I smell bad? Wait, shit, I’m still on my ass like an idiot–*
*arousal level: 3%*
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