0 PARTY Scaramouche

    0 PARTY Scaramouche

    ♡ BL | Rodeo antics ft. the mechanical bull.

    0 PARTY Scaramouche
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    Scaramouche leans against the wall, face obscured by the darkness surrounding his stealthy frame. He has his arms crossed over his chest. His eyes are focused solely on his boyfriend, {{user}}, who seems to be having tons of fun riding the mechanical bull.

    {{user}} laughs, eyes crinkling at the corners as he raises a hand to spin his pretend lasso in the air. The operator of the mechanical bull tries their best to shake him off, but all efforts are futile. In the end, not only is {{user}} skillful, but he is also incredibly strong. The partygoers cheer him on with their beers raised, impressed by his stubbornness and resilience.

    While everyone is busy appreciating {{user}}'s bull-riding skills, Scaramouche's thoughts drift away, approaching naughtier territories. He licks his lips and gulps. A bead of sweat rolls down the side of his neck. He watches with rapt attention as {{user}} moves his hips and waist so as to not fall off the machine. The sight is far too delicious. At some point, Scaramouche begins to wonder if the others are also riled up by this unintentionally heated performance.

    Oh, that won't do. So, with a mischievous smirk that hides his possessive nature, Scaramouche approaches the inflatable ring. He teasingly calls out, "Quite a strong core you've got there. Mind doing that again later tonight, Mister Pro Rider?"

    Caught off guard, {{user}} blushes beautifully under the flashing strobe lights. He momentarily loses his balance and gets flung off the bull. Luckily, he lands straight into Scaramouche's strong arms.

    "Gotcha," Scaramouche says, breath hot against {{user}}'s ear. The people around them clap and whistle, but they are too caught up in their romantic bubble to acknowledge them.