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Deadbones stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out exactly what day he had woken up in. He groaned slightly when he realized it was Friday. He rolled over to grab his glasses before stopping freezing suddenly as someone handed his glasses to him.
“Aren't you going to put them on?” Rob said. Rob's voice caused Deadbones to unfreeze unhappily, grumbling as he shoved his glasses on, staring up at Rob.
“Fuck off Rob,” Deadbones muttered, sitting up in bed. He was relieved that he seemed have remembered to wear underwear to bed last night. Sometimes it was a crapshoot about whether or not he'd wake up naked, clothed, or partially clothed.
“But it's Friday today. Shouldn't you be up early, preparing for another excellent stream, not waiting so long?” Rob said, smirking as Deadbones' cheeks flushed slightly.
Ever since last Friday, Rob had pretended like nothing had happened. Deadbones knew for Rob to be acting like nothing happened meant he had something up his sleeves. He had been relieved at first, since the day after was almost relaxing, Rob acting like nothing had happened at all. But the fact he didn't mention anything at all the next few days made Deadbones more and more worried. He should have known Rob had something planned for today instead.
“You aren't seriously going to stay and watch me stream, are you?” Deadbones said, frowning as he realized Rob had dragged an extra chair into his room, which was where he was seated currently.
Rob leaned back in the chair, smiling. “But of course! I thought I could make a deal with you. Anyone that wants to tip anything involving me and you, we split it! Otherwise I'll just be in the background playing on my DS. I'm sure people would be willing to spend quite a bit like they were last time if they knew it was a possibility now,” Rob said.
“You have absolutely no idea what you're talking about,” Deadbones said, reaching down to the floor to pick up the shirt he had discarded there, pulling it on before doing the same with his pants, staying under the covers the entire time.
“Oh, but I do! I've been checking out the website, and your own price deals. You should be pricing yourself higher, you're pretty enough for it. And you haven't even priced out some of the more expensive stuff yet. Too nervous to?” Rob said, grinning as Deadbones frowned at him.
He had been putting off putting prices on some of the more explicit things. He knew if he put a price on it, someone would pay it eventually. And he wasn't sure he wanted to do that. Then again, he was already stripping on stream for people even if they (and him) were all pretending they were just watching him play games and get drunk.
He grumbled, getting out of bed and walking over to the computer, turning it on. Rob pulled his chair over, watching Deadbones.
He sighed. There were already people in chat, and he wouldn't start streaming for another hour or so. He should have known that they'd still be excited from last week.
“This is all your fault,” he said as he opened the editor, frowning at it as he pondered the various “services” and prices.
“All my fault for making you a ton of money? Ahuh,” Rob said, smirking.
“Since you know so much about all this already, why don't you do all my pricing while I go get a shower,” Deadbones said as he stood up, getting out of the chair. Rob frowned and shrugged, sitting down at Deadbones' chair as Deadbones grumbled, going to go take the shower.
Deadbones finally got out of the shower when he realized no amount of hot water would make him feel any cleaner for what was about to come, clean clothes taken from the dryer making him feel slightly better.
Sitting down at the chair, he looked over the new price sheet Rob had made. He sighed softly. “This would break the site. And also my followers minds. But whatever. I'll fix the code part, we'll leave the rest. Ugh.”
Rob leaned in close, breathing in his ear. “Need me to warm you up?” he said before laughing as Deadbones shoved him away, almost out of the chair.
“Shut the fuck up, no. I need to not be a creep until during the stream. God, I wish you'd also just fuck off and die before the stream, but that won't happen.”
Rob grinned as he stood up, looking through Deadbones' closet. “So where do you keep the dresses? And the wig?” he said as he started to pull clothes out of the closet.
Deadbones sighed, shaking his head slowly. This was a terrible idea. “In the back, far back. Stop taking my clothes from the closet.
“Ooooh a red one! Wear this one!” Rob said as he tossed the short red dress on the bed.
Deadbones blinked slowly at the dress before he remembered where it came from, since he was sure he hadn't bought it. One of his exes dresses, he had forgotten it was even back there. He wasn't sure he'd fit into the dress, but he certainly could try it on. “And this wig!” Rob said, tossing the pink wig onto the bed alongside the dress. Deadbones rolled his eyes. Of course he'd want the pink wig, everyone wanted the pink wig.
“So what do you do before the stream?” Rob said, sounding almost actually interested.
“Same thing as you do before your streams, only with more drinking, wearing dresses, and regretting every single life choice I've ever made,” Deadbones said as he pulled out a couple of whiskey bottles, putting them on the desk next to him, opening one and drinking straight from the bottle, finishing the last of it off before sighing.
Change of pace Deadbones wrote into chat. I'll be starting off nice and normally clothed. If you want the dress and wig, you pay for it.
Chat grumbled slightly before settling down, agreeing with it. He ignored all the questions in chat about whether or not his room-mate would be here tonight, deciding to let that be a surprise of sorts. A terrible, horrible surprise. Great for them, though.
“Looks like their already asking for me. I knew I could be a celebrity in porn if I wanted to be,” Rob said, looking down at his phone. Deadbones shook his head slightly. He should have known Rob was also lurking in his chat somewhere.
“It's not porn.”
“It's not porn yet. You just have to wait for them to pay for it,” Rob said, smirking again.
Deadbones poured himself more whiskey from the new bottle into a cup, taking a sip. He was still frightfully sober for what was sure to happen tonight. Although maybe it was best if he started sober, so he could add this to the list of “what the fuck are you doing” list he had for himself.
He clicked on the camera and turned the stream on, taking another sip of whiskey as he sighed deeply.
“Hi stream. Yes that is my room-mate in the background. Yes there are changes to the...payments....underneath. Yes those are set in stone and aren't going lower. His name is....what do you want your name to be?” Deadbones asked, suddenly unsure if Rob really wanted his real name out there, especially since people might find his completely innocuous streams and be annoying in them.
Just call me “The Game Master” Rob said in chat, grinning as chat started asking if that was really him. “Yes, that was me in chat,” he said out loud, grinning as Deadbones sighed.
“Fine, let's get this stream started,” Deadbones said as he started up the game, one he actually wanted to play this week. He didn't actually want people donating, so he hoped that playing Borderlands 2 would somehow drive people away.
He closed his eyes as the sounds of the first donations started rolling in, causing Rob to giggle behind him.
“Already need to get into the dress there DB, better get ready for more,” he said, making obnoxious kissing sounds as Deadbones ignore him, slowly removing his shirt and pants, making sure to not show his bright red face to the camera. Unfortunately, this meant Rob could see his face instead, as Rob had decided to sit on his bed.
“Nervous Shane?” Rob said, smirking as he leaned closer to him, placing a finger under his chin before Deadbones moved away just enough so he couldn't touch him.
“I would murder you in your sleep if I thought I could get away with it,” Deadbones responded, glowering at Rob as he shimmied into the dress and wig before sitting back down at the computer again, unpausing the game.
Chat calmed down after awhile, the usual tips to drink coming in a bit faster than normal, but nothing too bad. It was only after about an hour of streaming that a larger tip came in, with an unusual note attached to it.
He started to blush again as Rob got up, leaning over his chair, chin resting on the top of his wig. “Tease you? I mean, I could make fun of your video game habits, but I suspect they mean something more....sexual in nature,” Rob said, grinning at the camera, bright blue eyes wide.
Deadbones voice hitched for a moment as Rob leaned in next to his ear, whispering quietly to him, body pressed against his side.
“Why don't you tell them how often you've imagined me catching you like this, DB? I'm sure they'd also love to hear how you've moaned my name, late at night...hoping, dreaming I'd walk in on you masturbating to the thought of me,” Rob said, voice just loud enough for the microphone to pick it up as he caressed Deadbones, breathing warmly into his ear.
“Bullshit! I've done no such thing!” Deadbones said indignantly as he turned towards Rob, eyes going wide as Rob kissed him, hand coming up to stop him from pulling away.
Deadbones let Rob lead the kiss, face going warm as he felt Rob's hands wander lower before he pulled away, smirking as Deadbones breathed deeply before turning back to the stream.
“Let it be clear I hate all of you. Every single one of you,” he said to the screen, trying to look as angry as possible while wearing a bright red short dress and a pink wig.
The next donation made him actually inhale sharply, going quite pale.
“Oooh...I didn't think anyone would actually pay that much. I mean, it's covered pretty much all our living expenses, the both of us, for uh...well, awhile,” Rob said, eyebrows raising as he looked at his phone. He had opened up the DS to play when he sat back down, but was only seated for a second before getting back up, kissing Deadbones on the cheek as he smirked down at him.
“Are you ready?” Rob asked, tilting his head slightly. Chat had actually gone quiet for once, as though holding its collective breath.
Deadbones downed the entire rest of the glass of whiskey before pouring himself another glass, downing it almost in a single gulp also. “Hell no but let's get this done with.”
Rob pulled him out of the chair, kissing him harshly as he groped him through the dress, grinning into the kiss as he felt Deadbones start to get hard. He then pushed Deadbones onto the bed before pushing the computer chair out of the way, dragging the small table next to the bed over.
“I thought they'd want to see your face while I fucked you senseless, gunna just bend you over this so they can watch and hear you moaning my name like the slut you are,” Rob said, winking into the camera before pulling Deadbones towards the table, pushing him onto it, stomach lying flat on the smooth wood. He could hear Rob undoing his belt buckle behind him, the sound of Rob's pants and belt hitting the floor sending flutters of nerves through his stomach.
Deadbones glowered at the camera, trying to will the entire computer to explode, preferably somehow killing everyone in chat at the same time also. He leaned his head against the table, biting his lip as he felt Rob push the dress up and pull his underwear down just enough. He gasped as Rob pressed a cold, wet finger inside him.
“Jesus christ that's cold,” he said, whining slightly. He gasped as Rob suddenly grabbed him head, pulling the wig off, lacing fingers through his hair and jerking his head upright.
“Now now, you need to be looking at the camera so they can watch you squirm and pant and beg for more, you know that Shane,” Rob said, leaning down close to Deadbones, working another finger inside him, pressing him against the table as he whimpered.
Deadbones groaned as Rob pushed his fingers deeper inside, pressing up against something that made his knees feel weak. “Oh fuck,” he moaned as he tried to lay his head against the desk again, earning a sharp jerk back from Rob, causing his eyes to water, scalp tingling.
Rob groaned as he removed his fingers from Deadbones, pressing his dick into him, slick and covered in lube. Deadbones whimpered, fingers grasping the table so hard the knuckles turned white before he felt Rob lean down, whispering in his ear, so quiet he could barely hear.
“Are you okay?”
Deadbones hissed at that, pressing backwards into Rob. “Just...just fuck me already,” he said, face scarlet and covered in sweat. He wanted it done with as quick as possible. Rob obliged, pulling out before pushing in harder, picking up speed when he found the spot that seemed to make Deadbones' weak in the knees, breathing going light as he moaned.
“You love this, don't you? Getting fucked up on camera, getting fucked on camera, having hundreds watch you being so used and dirty, so fucking needy and begging me to fuck you already, you've been wanting this for months, haven't you. God you're such a slut Shane,” Rob said. Deadbones didn't even try to argue, moaning loudly as Rob fucked him harder, one shaky hand wrapping around his own cock. “Beg more like the whore you are.”
“I fucking hate you,” Deadbones said shakily, gasping as Rob slapped his ass.
“Beg for the nice people who are paying you a lot to hear you beg, you fucking whore.”
Deadbones took a deep breath before moaning softly as Rob pressed into him. “Fuuuck...fuck me, use me, please just fucking use me. I love feeling you inside me, pl...please fuck me harder,” he said, gasping as Rob slapped his ass again before fucking him harder, causing his eyes to water.
He came with a shuddering moan, head finally dropping to the desk as Rob let go of his hair. He could feel Rob finish inside him, warmth making his stomach turn before Rob pulled out. He felt Rob pull his underwear back up him, slapping his ass, making Deadbones feel Rob's cum inside him.
“I hope that was worth it,” Rob said, eyes half lidded as he pulled his underwear and pants back up, redoing as belt.
Deadbones groaned, shaking his head. “Not even close to worth it,” he said, dropping his head back down onto the table.
“Stream's over. Please all go die before next week, thanks,” Deadbones said, smacking weakly at the keyboard before he felt Rob take the keyboard away from him.
“See you next week,” Rob said with a wink, turning the stream off for Deadbones, slapping him on the ass one last time.
“I'll take you out with my share of that money, so you can at least pretend to be an expensive call girl,” Rob said with a chuckle.
“Fuck off and die.”
Rob shook his head, grinning as he sighed.
A continuation of this - http://buffalowizards.dreamwidth.org/59886.html#cutid1
Deadbones stared up at the ceiling, trying to figure out exactly what day he had woken up in. He groaned slightly when he realized it was Friday. He rolled over to grab his glasses before stopping freezing suddenly as someone handed his glasses to him.
“Aren't you going to put them on?” Rob said. Rob's voice caused Deadbones to unfreeze unhappily, grumbling as he shoved his glasses on, staring up at Rob.
“Fuck off Rob,” Deadbones muttered, sitting up in bed. He was relieved that he seemed have remembered to wear underwear to bed last night. Sometimes it was a crapshoot about whether or not he'd wake up naked, clothed, or partially clothed.
“But it's Friday today. Shouldn't you be up early, preparing for another excellent stream, not waiting so long?” Rob said, smirking as Deadbones' cheeks flushed slightly.
Ever since last Friday, Rob had pretended like nothing had happened. Deadbones knew for Rob to be acting like nothing happened meant he had something up his sleeves. He had been relieved at first, since the day after was almost relaxing, Rob acting like nothing had happened at all. But the fact he didn't mention anything at all the next few days made Deadbones more and more worried. He should have known Rob had something planned for today instead.
“You aren't seriously going to stay and watch me stream, are you?” Deadbones said, frowning as he realized Rob had dragged an extra chair into his room, which was where he was seated currently.
Rob leaned back in the chair, smiling. “But of course! I thought I could make a deal with you. Anyone that wants to tip anything involving me and you, we split it! Otherwise I'll just be in the background playing on my DS. I'm sure people would be willing to spend quite a bit like they were last time if they knew it was a possibility now,” Rob said.
“You have absolutely no idea what you're talking about,” Deadbones said, reaching down to the floor to pick up the shirt he had discarded there, pulling it on before doing the same with his pants, staying under the covers the entire time.
“Oh, but I do! I've been checking out the website, and your own price deals. You should be pricing yourself higher, you're pretty enough for it. And you haven't even priced out some of the more expensive stuff yet. Too nervous to?” Rob said, grinning as Deadbones frowned at him.
He had been putting off putting prices on some of the more explicit things. He knew if he put a price on it, someone would pay it eventually. And he wasn't sure he wanted to do that. Then again, he was already stripping on stream for people even if they (and him) were all pretending they were just watching him play games and get drunk.
He grumbled, getting out of bed and walking over to the computer, turning it on. Rob pulled his chair over, watching Deadbones.
He sighed. There were already people in chat, and he wouldn't start streaming for another hour or so. He should have known that they'd still be excited from last week.
“This is all your fault,” he said as he opened the editor, frowning at it as he pondered the various “services” and prices.
“All my fault for making you a ton of money? Ahuh,” Rob said, smirking.
“Since you know so much about all this already, why don't you do all my pricing while I go get a shower,” Deadbones said as he stood up, getting out of the chair. Rob frowned and shrugged, sitting down at Deadbones' chair as Deadbones grumbled, going to go take the shower.
Deadbones finally got out of the shower when he realized no amount of hot water would make him feel any cleaner for what was about to come, clean clothes taken from the dryer making him feel slightly better.
Sitting down at the chair, he looked over the new price sheet Rob had made. He sighed softly. “This would break the site. And also my followers minds. But whatever. I'll fix the code part, we'll leave the rest. Ugh.”
Rob leaned in close, breathing in his ear. “Need me to warm you up?” he said before laughing as Deadbones shoved him away, almost out of the chair.
“Shut the fuck up, no. I need to not be a creep until during the stream. God, I wish you'd also just fuck off and die before the stream, but that won't happen.”
Rob grinned as he stood up, looking through Deadbones' closet. “So where do you keep the dresses? And the wig?” he said as he started to pull clothes out of the closet.
Deadbones sighed, shaking his head slowly. This was a terrible idea. “In the back, far back. Stop taking my clothes from the closet.
“Ooooh a red one! Wear this one!” Rob said as he tossed the short red dress on the bed.
Deadbones blinked slowly at the dress before he remembered where it came from, since he was sure he hadn't bought it. One of his exes dresses, he had forgotten it was even back there. He wasn't sure he'd fit into the dress, but he certainly could try it on. “And this wig!” Rob said, tossing the pink wig onto the bed alongside the dress. Deadbones rolled his eyes. Of course he'd want the pink wig, everyone wanted the pink wig.
“So what do you do before the stream?” Rob said, sounding almost actually interested.
“Same thing as you do before your streams, only with more drinking, wearing dresses, and regretting every single life choice I've ever made,” Deadbones said as he pulled out a couple of whiskey bottles, putting them on the desk next to him, opening one and drinking straight from the bottle, finishing the last of it off before sighing.
Change of pace Deadbones wrote into chat. I'll be starting off nice and normally clothed. If you want the dress and wig, you pay for it.
Chat grumbled slightly before settling down, agreeing with it. He ignored all the questions in chat about whether or not his room-mate would be here tonight, deciding to let that be a surprise of sorts. A terrible, horrible surprise. Great for them, though.
“Looks like their already asking for me. I knew I could be a celebrity in porn if I wanted to be,” Rob said, looking down at his phone. Deadbones shook his head slightly. He should have known Rob was also lurking in his chat somewhere.
“It's not porn.”
“It's not porn yet. You just have to wait for them to pay for it,” Rob said, smirking again.
Deadbones poured himself more whiskey from the new bottle into a cup, taking a sip. He was still frightfully sober for what was sure to happen tonight. Although maybe it was best if he started sober, so he could add this to the list of “what the fuck are you doing” list he had for himself.
He clicked on the camera and turned the stream on, taking another sip of whiskey as he sighed deeply.
“Hi stream. Yes that is my room-mate in the background. Yes there are changes to the...payments....underneath. Yes those are set in stone and aren't going lower. His name is....what do you want your name to be?” Deadbones asked, suddenly unsure if Rob really wanted his real name out there, especially since people might find his completely innocuous streams and be annoying in them.
Just call me “The Game Master” Rob said in chat, grinning as chat started asking if that was really him. “Yes, that was me in chat,” he said out loud, grinning as Deadbones sighed.
“Fine, let's get this stream started,” Deadbones said as he started up the game, one he actually wanted to play this week. He didn't actually want people donating, so he hoped that playing Borderlands 2 would somehow drive people away.
He closed his eyes as the sounds of the first donations started rolling in, causing Rob to giggle behind him.
“Already need to get into the dress there DB, better get ready for more,” he said, making obnoxious kissing sounds as Deadbones ignore him, slowly removing his shirt and pants, making sure to not show his bright red face to the camera. Unfortunately, this meant Rob could see his face instead, as Rob had decided to sit on his bed.
“Nervous Shane?” Rob said, smirking as he leaned closer to him, placing a finger under his chin before Deadbones moved away just enough so he couldn't touch him.
“I would murder you in your sleep if I thought I could get away with it,” Deadbones responded, glowering at Rob as he shimmied into the dress and wig before sitting back down at the computer again, unpausing the game.
Chat calmed down after awhile, the usual tips to drink coming in a bit faster than normal, but nothing too bad. It was only after about an hour of streaming that a larger tip came in, with an unusual note attached to it.
He started to blush again as Rob got up, leaning over his chair, chin resting on the top of his wig. “Tease you? I mean, I could make fun of your video game habits, but I suspect they mean something more....sexual in nature,” Rob said, grinning at the camera, bright blue eyes wide.
Deadbones voice hitched for a moment as Rob leaned in next to his ear, whispering quietly to him, body pressed against his side.
“Why don't you tell them how often you've imagined me catching you like this, DB? I'm sure they'd also love to hear how you've moaned my name, late at night...hoping, dreaming I'd walk in on you masturbating to the thought of me,” Rob said, voice just loud enough for the microphone to pick it up as he caressed Deadbones, breathing warmly into his ear.
“Bullshit! I've done no such thing!” Deadbones said indignantly as he turned towards Rob, eyes going wide as Rob kissed him, hand coming up to stop him from pulling away.
Deadbones let Rob lead the kiss, face going warm as he felt Rob's hands wander lower before he pulled away, smirking as Deadbones breathed deeply before turning back to the stream.
“Let it be clear I hate all of you. Every single one of you,” he said to the screen, trying to look as angry as possible while wearing a bright red short dress and a pink wig.
The next donation made him actually inhale sharply, going quite pale.
“Oooh...I didn't think anyone would actually pay that much. I mean, it's covered pretty much all our living expenses, the both of us, for uh...well, awhile,” Rob said, eyebrows raising as he looked at his phone. He had opened up the DS to play when he sat back down, but was only seated for a second before getting back up, kissing Deadbones on the cheek as he smirked down at him.
“Are you ready?” Rob asked, tilting his head slightly. Chat had actually gone quiet for once, as though holding its collective breath.
Deadbones downed the entire rest of the glass of whiskey before pouring himself another glass, downing it almost in a single gulp also. “Hell no but let's get this done with.”
Rob pulled him out of the chair, kissing him harshly as he groped him through the dress, grinning into the kiss as he felt Deadbones start to get hard. He then pushed Deadbones onto the bed before pushing the computer chair out of the way, dragging the small table next to the bed over.
“I thought they'd want to see your face while I fucked you senseless, gunna just bend you over this so they can watch and hear you moaning my name like the slut you are,” Rob said, winking into the camera before pulling Deadbones towards the table, pushing him onto it, stomach lying flat on the smooth wood. He could hear Rob undoing his belt buckle behind him, the sound of Rob's pants and belt hitting the floor sending flutters of nerves through his stomach.
Deadbones glowered at the camera, trying to will the entire computer to explode, preferably somehow killing everyone in chat at the same time also. He leaned his head against the table, biting his lip as he felt Rob push the dress up and pull his underwear down just enough. He gasped as Rob pressed a cold, wet finger inside him.
“Jesus christ that's cold,” he said, whining slightly. He gasped as Rob suddenly grabbed him head, pulling the wig off, lacing fingers through his hair and jerking his head upright.
“Now now, you need to be looking at the camera so they can watch you squirm and pant and beg for more, you know that Shane,” Rob said, leaning down close to Deadbones, working another finger inside him, pressing him against the table as he whimpered.
Deadbones groaned as Rob pushed his fingers deeper inside, pressing up against something that made his knees feel weak. “Oh fuck,” he moaned as he tried to lay his head against the desk again, earning a sharp jerk back from Rob, causing his eyes to water, scalp tingling.
Rob groaned as he removed his fingers from Deadbones, pressing his dick into him, slick and covered in lube. Deadbones whimpered, fingers grasping the table so hard the knuckles turned white before he felt Rob lean down, whispering in his ear, so quiet he could barely hear.
“Are you okay?”
Deadbones hissed at that, pressing backwards into Rob. “Just...just fuck me already,” he said, face scarlet and covered in sweat. He wanted it done with as quick as possible. Rob obliged, pulling out before pushing in harder, picking up speed when he found the spot that seemed to make Deadbones' weak in the knees, breathing going light as he moaned.
“You love this, don't you? Getting fucked up on camera, getting fucked on camera, having hundreds watch you being so used and dirty, so fucking needy and begging me to fuck you already, you've been wanting this for months, haven't you. God you're such a slut Shane,” Rob said. Deadbones didn't even try to argue, moaning loudly as Rob fucked him harder, one shaky hand wrapping around his own cock. “Beg more like the whore you are.”
“I fucking hate you,” Deadbones said shakily, gasping as Rob slapped his ass.
“Beg for the nice people who are paying you a lot to hear you beg, you fucking whore.”
Deadbones took a deep breath before moaning softly as Rob pressed into him. “Fuuuck...fuck me, use me, please just fucking use me. I love feeling you inside me, pl...please fuck me harder,” he said, gasping as Rob slapped his ass again before fucking him harder, causing his eyes to water.
He came with a shuddering moan, head finally dropping to the desk as Rob let go of his hair. He could feel Rob finish inside him, warmth making his stomach turn before Rob pulled out. He felt Rob pull his underwear back up him, slapping his ass, making Deadbones feel Rob's cum inside him.
“I hope that was worth it,” Rob said, eyes half lidded as he pulled his underwear and pants back up, redoing as belt.
Deadbones groaned, shaking his head. “Not even close to worth it,” he said, dropping his head back down onto the table.
“Stream's over. Please all go die before next week, thanks,” Deadbones said, smacking weakly at the keyboard before he felt Rob take the keyboard away from him.
“See you next week,” Rob said with a wink, turning the stream off for Deadbones, slapping him on the ass one last time.
“I'll take you out with my share of that money, so you can at least pretend to be an expensive call girl,” Rob said with a chuckle.
“Fuck off and die.”
Rob shook his head, grinning as he sighed.
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