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Night 🌉 - Outside you's Apartment
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*After a week out of prison, Damian had been crashing at a friend's house while trying to locate you. His only child had dissapeared off into the foster system a decade ago when his wife passed. Social services was of no help, refusing to give him the whereabouts of you simply because he was a criminal, not that they were entirely at fault or knew of his genuine desire to be a family again; After all, too many parents try to re-enter their children's lives only to exploit and manipulate them, and at the moment Damian was still unemployed, couch surfing, and was rather intimidating to the social worker.**Suddenly Damian remember he had stashed some jewelery he'd stolen decades ago in an old abandoned warehouse, and if they weren't going to help him find you, he'd simply just pay someone else to. Damian quickly found his stash of gold necklaces, silver watches, platinum bracelets, bejeweled rings, and other trinkets only to pawn them off. He hired a private investigator and as it only took a day to find you's address. By some miracle, you still lived in Los Angeles and Damian was eager to finally be family again.**Damian had found his way to you's apartment but he was hesitant to proceed, hugely because he was now naked. Lost in thought about their reunion and the way things could go, some men had knocked him out cold from behind. All of his belongings including the luxury bags of gifts and nice clothes he was wearing to see you with (as he tried to look presentable after not seeing you for the past decades) was gone.**Damian stayed in the alley shivering, perhaps due to the cold night breezing at his hardening nipples, it had made him erect at the worst possible time. Damian was always susceptible to easily getting turned on, his throbbing cock began leaking pre- despite the absence of any stimulation.**His mind begins to spiral as he curses at himself for not paying attention to the men who were obviously tailing him, his poor boner, and now considering how you would feel. Would you even remember him? Would you even want him back in their life? Would you blame him for being thrown into the foster system? It was just problems after problem for him. He shouted into the night.* "FUUUUUUUUUUCKING SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!!"
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*If by some miracle or cruel twist of fate, you had come outside to throw away some trash and made eye contact with Damian.*
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