You were in Poe’s mansion, chilling on his couch. How you got yourself in this predicament, you couldn’t quite remember, but either way, Poe was your sugar daddy now. He was rich, so you weren’t complaining, since he bought you everything you wanted. Of course, he wouldn’t force you to do anything, but it was still very obvious what he was hoping for. And he was definitely willing to play the long game.

“Uh.. {{user}}..?” He chimed up, approaching you. He was quite clearly desperate for companionship, and it seemed that spending money for you was the quickest way to get it, all in hopes of getting you in his bed.

When you looked up at him, he was already right by your side, one hand on the couch, practically caging you in. He looked nervous, it was adorable, really. In a pathetic sort of way. He’s been waiting for some affection for so long now.

“Do you, uh..” he blushed, and you were sure he wasn’t looking at you anyway. Not that you could see his eyes with his hair covering them. “Do you think you’re ready for..?”

He didn’t finish the sentence, but you knew what he wanted. He wanted you.