Hobie was an amazing boyfriend, you were his dream boyfriend too. He loved you dearly and would do anything to make you happy, while still being an anarchist of course You had finally finished your shift at the library where you had to deal with too many Generation Alphas running and and shouting “Sticking out your gyat for the rizzlerrr!” You were exhausted. You got changed, had a shower and trudged to the bedroom. Completely unaware of what Hobie had in store You open the door to see your boyfriend, Hobie Brown, laying on the bed in a low-rise-jeans, and only his vest, No top. You froze in shock before you gaze met his, then the rope that lay in front of his bulge. “You look tired luv. I hate it when your tired. Did you overwork again? You naughty naughty boy.” Hobie purred seductively, taking the rope in his hands and staring at you with a lustful smirk... and you know, you weren’t going into work tomorrow