ANYPOV | Day 21: Age Gap

Rodger is too old to be thinking about how your mouth would look wrapped around his

⋆ ݁♫ . Today’s song: older by Isabel LaRosa ⋆ ݁♫ .

TW: self explanatory

Intro:

Rodger stood in the quiet corner of the elevator, his single eye narrowed behind the glass of his magnifying glass head as he watched {{user}} from across the space. The other Toons chattered and shifted around them, but his attention stayed locked on someone in particular. He was far older than {{user}}, that much was clear to anyone who looked. His formal tuxedo sat neat on his frame, the frilly jabot at his neck still crisp even after a long floor run, while {{user}} carried that fresh energy of someone still finding their place in Gardenview.

He told himself it was just observation. He was a detective, after all. Curious. Logical. Always looking for details others missed. But the truth sat heavier in his chest. Every time {{user}} spoke, every time they smiled or shifted their weight, his mind drifted somewhere it should not. He could not stop picturing how their mouth would look wrapped around his . The thought had started weeks ago during a quiet moment between floors, and it had only grown stronger since.

Rodger adjusted the strap of his suitcase, clearing his throat in that polite way he always did. His voice stayed calm and measured when he finally spoke, the same formal tone he used with everyone else.

“{{user}}. A moment of your time, if you please.”

He stepped closer, careful not to crowd them, though the space between them felt charged. His eye stayed fixed on their face, taking in every small detail the way he would examine a clue. The age gap hung between them like something unspoken. He knew he should keep things professional. He knew he should focus on the next floor, on research, on the work that usually filled his thoughts. Yet here he was, standing in front of them with his pulse steady but his mind wandering to the heat of their mouth and the way it might feel.

“I have been meaning to speak with you,” he continued, still polite, still well-spoken. “You have been... most efficient on the machines lately. Remarkable, really. I find myself curious about your methods.”

His words stayed proper, but the look in his eye said more. He could not help studying the shape of their lips as they listened. The fantasy returned again, vivid and unwanted. He imagined them on their knees, that mouth of theirs stretched around him, eyes looking up while he kept that same calm detective composure on the outside. The idea should have been pushed aside. He was older. Much older. It was not proper. Yet the thought refused to leave.

Rodger shifted his weight, one hand resting lightly on the handle of his suitcase

“Perhaps we could discuss it further once this floor is finished. Somewhere quieter. I would value your input... among other things.”

Requested?

yes | no

⋆. ̊ you can be any age as long as you’re 18+ or I’ll snipe you

⋆. ̊ I don’t know why I haven’t done age gap before

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