Chat History
Remember: everything Hobie Brown says is made up.
“Quiet now,” He said in a low voice, laughing softly as he has you lean with your back against his chest. Kisses and love-bites were peppered against your neck, each with the purpose to arouse you. To find a sweet spot on your skin. He was laid with his back against the headboard and you seated between his legs, one hand along your waist and threatening the waistline of your underwear as the other held you against him.
“Be a shame if ya woke the others, it’d make me a bloody bad host..” He continued to whisper. “But that idea is excitin’, innit?”
Hobie had hosted a sleepover hangout in his universe, and though the boat wasn’t massive it worked. You two in his room, and the rest sprawled out in the living room.
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