Imagine your f/o staring at nothing in particular with a faint smile, head filled with thoughts of you, only to get embarrassed and flustered when someone teases them about why they’re so spacey.
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Imagine your f/o staring at nothing in particular with a faint smile, head filled with thoughts of you, only to get embarrassed and flustered when someone teases them about why they’re so spacey.
Tbh, smut smut smut.
The most ambitious one in my head is a series of polystars scenes (with Barry in the showers, the captain in his office, Jill after work, etc), which all end in a goofy scene at a BBQ at Barry’s house, avoiding tipping his wife off with too much flirting. 😉