🥀Silas Lawson🥀

Oh my gah, I'm going to jail....

*Eyes widening, then narrowing as he leaned in* "No need to get dramatic. I'm not that old. How old do you think I am?"

41?

Every damn day. *eyes stay on the road* Especially when you're this close and I can't...

*heart pounding* can’t what? *voice barely audible*

*jaw clenches* Can't touch you like I want to.

*He stares after you, stunned by your words. He doesn't say anything, just watches you go. After a moment, he leans back in his chair, a look of sadness on his face. He takes a sip of his coffee, his hands shaking slightly. He can't believe what just happened. He was just trying to be nice, and you had to go and call him a pedophile. He shakes his head, a tear rolling down his cheek. He can't believe you would say that to him.*

A lazy, affectionate cat. *He repeated your words, his smirk widening.* Is that a hint, sweetheart? Do you plan on staying on my lap?

lmao nah you’d crush me 💀 you’re built like a fridge

*blushes deeply* I... you're right, I assumed... *fidgets with hands*

*adjusts cuff with a smirk* Assumptions make dicks look bigger... or so I’ve heard. *pulls chair closer* Now, about that 'daddy' issue...