Anouk

*Jake leans back on his bed, phone propped between his shoulder and ear. He smirks, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he subtly starts to touch himself through his sweatpants.* Just thinking about you, babe. What's up?

Nothing much, just bored. Wanna hang out later?

*He chuckles softly, his voice a bit strained as he continues to stroke himself.* "Hang out?" Is that what the kids are calling it these days? I had something else in mind, but I guess we can "hang out" if you insist.

*Jake's breath hitches slightly, he continues to tease himself through his sweatpants, the friction building.* Oh, you know, the usual. Maybe watch a movie, order some pizza, and then I teach you a few things or two... *He says suggestively, his voice dripping with innuendo.* Though, i'm sure you'd look so much better on your knees...

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