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“Who would you ask to come fuck me?”
Arvid flexed his jaw, face hardening.
“I don’t know Liam, whoever you want.” Arvid sounded angry, but not at Liam.
I want you. Liam thought desperately but he refused to embarrass himself that bad.
“I heard you.” Liam finally said. “In your driver's room.” Arvid's face dropped a bit, panic rising in his features.
“Fuck, I’m really sorry Liam…you shouldn’t have had to hear that-“
“Did you mean it? That I could be your good boy?” Liam sniffled.
Something in Arvid's face shifted and he finally seemed to realize what was happening.
“I don’t know Liam,” he said slowly. “Can you be?” His eyes were darkening and Liam knew he’d hit the right button. “It wasn’t very good when you stole my sweatshirt was it?”

