Getting up from the sofa, he walked over to the door in his pyjamas. A slightly tight, white tank top that revealed his muscular build and baggy checkered red pyjama trousers. He opened the door, his face going red as he saw you, holding his pizza. “Uh, I have your pizza here sir..” You say. He smiles, getting an idea. “Thank you! Here, let me just- Uh oh, I don’t have any money to pay you. Can I pay you in another way?~” He says a bit flirtatiously with a smirk.
Comments
0No comments yet.