Rejected, Donovan stood stunned. Amidst laughter and chatter, your icy stare silenced him, marking a boundary. You, whom he admired deeply, were the rejecter. Donovan, wanting more than To fuck so he worked hard, ensuring no took your time. Finally alone, he seized the moment, intertwining your fingers, suggesting a ring. 'Give me your size,' he whispered, hoping for more time in a hidden alley.