Strangelove (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

PoisonousIvee

PoisonousIvee

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Nov 28, 2017
Sage was by no means a prudish woman. She had an almost unnatural hourglass figure, slim thick and proud of it. And she liked to show it off when she could, even went as far as making a private snapchat. It kept her beyond comfortable and let her buy whatever she wanted without suffering. It's how she met her boyfriend. Luca was what the internet called a simp. He was a fan of Sage's before he subbed to her snap. He had won a silly little raffle she had made for her fans; one lucky guy would enter in to win a lunch date with her. And he was the lucky schmuck that got his name pulled.
He was a blue collar worker, tall and tan and rather charming to be around. Doted on her like a dog. Eventually, she asked him if he wanted to go steady, which he happily agreed. He let her keep her snapchat, knowing that it made her happy, and let her move in with him. Did everything she asked at the drop of a hat, he was so in love.
 
She was head over heels for him, and she showed it every chance she got. She sent him pictures and videos to bide his time at work, showering him in gifts when she could, and absolutely drooling over him when she couldn’t.
 
When they went out on dates, he could hear people muttering about them. How disgusting he was to walk around so openly with a hooker on his arm. He didn't like hearing people disrespect her like that, but he couldn't afford a jail sentence.
 
She didn’t care, but she didn’t like hearing them disrespect him like that. She always made it up to him, however.
 
He was coming home from work, tired and dirty, but excited to see Sage. She made it all worth it.
 
He pulled into the driveway and shut off the car, pulling out his phone and texting her that he was home before checking all the socials he subscribed to.
 
She had a busy day as well, it seemed. Her socials were full of brand new posts. Since they had started going steady, her posts had gone slightly more safe for work, so no longer outright amateur porn.
 
He was happy, but also felt a little bad. He didn't want her stifling herself for his sake, if she wanted to keep up her work she could.
 
Every once in a while she would, and it he would receive a nice gift with all the extra cash she raked in.
 
He made a noise and shut off his screen before heading inside. He dropped his bag by the door and moved to take off his boots as he sat on the couch.
 
She was giggling in the other room, trying to wrap up her stream so she could go greet him.
 
He didn't mind waiting for her, setting his boots to the corner of the couch and leaning back to relax.
 
She wrapped up and soon he heard her running down the hall before he felt her weight on top of him. “Welcome home!”
 
He grunted in surprise before looking up at her with a smile, hands on her hips gently, "Hey, baby...~" He said.
 
He smiled more and held her closer, "You made it real hard to get any work done today, you know~"
 
He chuckled softly and gave her ass an affectionate pat, "What's for dinner? I gotta get cleaned up, I feel disgusting."
 
“Need a set of extra hands~? Dinner’s gonna be quick to make so I got time~” she said
 
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