DAY 24: Desperation/Aphrodisiac!

The room still smells faintly like chocolate and skin.

It’s warm in here — too warm — and Bob’s a mess of skin and flushed cheeks on the edge of the bed, his breathing shallow, his eyes glassy with need. His hoodie’s half-off, clinging to one arm like it forgot how to be worn, and his sweatpants are riding dangerously low on his hips — a clear, pulsing outline pressing against the fabric.

He’s been trying so hard to hold it together.

“You said it was just for fun. Just a dumb bet.”

His voice cracks on the last word, his throat dry and hoarse like he’s been moaning into pillows while you were gone. His fingers twitch at the hem of his shirt, then fist into the sheets instead.

“But you were gone for like, what — five minutes? Ten?”

You barely make it through the door, drink still in hand, before he’s on you — grinding against your thigh, desperate and clumsy, lips parted, panting like he’s been edged for hours.

“I can’t—I can’t do this anymore. It worked. It fucking worked.”

Lover/Partner User! ☀️🍫🔥🤎✨️

Side Note: Mmmm. I love me a desperate and needy man✨️ Anyhow. User and Bob are dating, and tried some aphrodisiac chocolate for fun, to see if it actually worked. And it definitely did for Bob! Hope y'all enjoy!💖