Something Stupid (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

[PoisonousIvee]

"No, my cycle pills...dammit!" She dropped onto the bathroom floor in despair, covering her face.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Hey, hey, it’s okay..!” He said. “You’ll just.. stay in here, don’t go out, you’ll be okay..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I still have to work, Rocco..." She muttered, "I don't think James will let me take a whole month off..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He made a noise. “Yeah, true.. damn..”

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"I'll be fine..." She muttered, "It's just going to suck..."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“I’ll help in any way I can..” he said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Thanks...I have to call my pharmacy and request a refill..." She pushed herself up and sighed, apologizing softly as she moved passed him.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Sounds good..” he said as he got ready for work. Things didn’t seem to be so bad at first, she looked, to Rocco at least, to be handling it pretty well.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She was not. She felt hot almost immediately, and no matter where she was in the apartment - under an AC vent or in front of a fan - she was so unbearably hot.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Being around that big lug of a roommate didn’t help her much either. He smelled so good, much better than he usually did.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She whined loudly; she knew this would happen, she should have gone somewhere else until this blew over. But where could she have gone?

 

[Mr.Aznable]

His instagram stories didn’t help either, post pump pictures, his massive, toned frame barely covered by a loose tank and shorts.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Jesus Fucking Christ..." She muttered, liking every story and every post. He was so hot.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He kept posting, his arms looked so massive. Perfect to wrap around her throa- woah, take it easy.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She put her phone aside, "I need to calm down." She said firmly, trying to think of something else.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

Try as she might, it was difficult not to think of Rocco. The whole apartment smelled like him.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She put her face in her pillow - one of the only thongs that smelled like her - and tried not to scream.
"This sucks!"

 

[Mr.Aznable]

He came home from the gym every day, smelling heavily of sweat and his natural pheromones.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

"Went well...?" She asked, keeping firmly seated on the couch.

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“Yeah, hell of a good pump.” He said, smiling. She knew. She saw.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She smiled softly, "Good, I'm glad. It looked like it went well."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“It did!” He said, laughing softly. “I forget sometimes you see my stories.” He did not forget.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She smiled softly and pushed up from the couch, "Hungry? I think you need to have a post meal.."

 

[Mr.Aznable]

“I think I could eat.” He said.

 

[PoisonousIvee]

She headed into the kitchen and looked around for something to make him.