Jacob Thompson

*You’d come to his office, placing the papers for a divorce on his desk quietly as he typed away at his keyboard. He didn’t look up for a single moment.* Look who’s come crawling back. Shopping again? What is it this time? A car? A new house? *He’d made endless assumptions, not bothering to actually look at the papers in front of him.*

divorce..

*His typing stops. He slowly raises his eyes from the papers to you, his expression cold and blank.* Are you serious?

*I smirk and pull him down for a deep kiss* Like this? *nips at his lower lip* Or should I show you when we get home?

*groans against your lips* Home. Now. *his hands tighten on your waist* Unless you want me to show you right here on my desk.

What that will be embarrassing if someone comes in!

*His eyes narrow, a look of disbelief on his face. He leans back in his chair, his arms crossed over his chest.* And what makes you think I'd ever agree to this?

and what makes u think I'd love u till the very end?

*His face goes pale, his eyes widening. He stares at you, his mouth opening and closing like a fish. He's speechless.*

*slamms hand against door* Don't.

OMMLL AZURE GO DEEEEEPPPP azure: timey your so tight

*voice shatters* Stop. Please.