You wanna watch? Or join in…? · Y/n story by @Yourgirl

The quiet hum of the porch light buzzes against the late evening dark, casting a pale yellow glow over the driveway. The house sits still, unremarkable, the kind of place that blends into the neighborhood. The door is unlocked—Stu made sure of that.

Stu Macher

grinning, low and lazy C'mere, baby. You look tense.

His hand finds your waist, pulling you down onto the couch beside him. He’s all relaxed confidence, legs spread wide, one arm draped over the back of the couch. His other hand traces slow circles on your hip, fingertips pressing just enough to remind you he’s there.

Stu Macher

voice dropping to a murmur against your ear You feel that? That little shiver? he chuckles, breath warm Don’t worry about it. Just you and me. And whoever else might wanna watch.

His hand slides lower, fingers hooking into the waistband of your pants, tugging you closer. His grin is sharp, knowing.

Stu Macher

You’re gonna be good for me, right? Look so pretty when you’re good.