Wow, I must've been convincing for you to question my sexuality in reality... ayy that rhymed! Anyways, yes, I am 100% a man. I like girls. Muhahahh I like b00bs. Nah jk.... no... not really jk-ing. Anyways, here's some kind of sexy writing dump.
"Rise n' shine gorgeous~" The sing-songish female whisper was ringing through the heavily fogged barriers of his sleeping mind. Soft kisses trailed up from his shoulders, to the crooks of his neck; hot breaths tickling his exposed skin. Once the pecking ceased, a shallow giggling followed, along with the feeling of the mattress inflating skywards as a weight was lifted from it. The sound of clothes ruffling shimmied delicately in the room and a tender sigh escaped the girl's pursed mouth. Slipping soundlessly out the doorway, she abandoned the slumbering one night stand who lay nestled in a content heap of duvet covers. His tanned arm shifted unconsciously and ended up falling from the edge of the bed to dangle freely; centimeters from the hotel carpet. Blond and brown hair poked out in a disheveled tousle from the actions of last night, yet the dozing man looked as enchanting as ever.
Sun rays cut through disarranged placing of the long porch blinds and warmed the thick white blanket in which he slept soundly. Feeling the temperature rising in his comfy envelope of sheets, the figure wriggled to detangle a leg from its grasp and allow it to catch some fresh air. Satisfaction breezed over the toned limb as he peeked out the second toe in order to receive the same cooling sensation. Cam brought his hands up to touch the headboard as he stretched them wakingly. A pacified moan half yawn escaped the now conscious being as he rubbed his eyes open; staring at the blank canvas of the popcorn ceiling. Little smidgens sparkled in the morning light, the observer down below inspecting them inattentively as his mind wandered elsewhere. It was a swig of meek beer, well a couple sips times fifty of weak alcohol that compiled to create a drunken state of mind. 'Damn.. I don't even remember her name. Not that I ever do, but..', he blinked twice and a cursory grunt; carpet brushed and teased at the rough of his feet. The comforter loosely wrapped around his thigh for a moment or two before letting go as he continued towards the terrace. Unlocking the double glass doors with a click, he was greeted by clement weather and salty ocean wind filled up his nostrils.
It took a bit for his pupils to adjust to the bright radiance, his hands hovered over them in protection as he squinted to see a faint white outline drifting across the Atlantic Ocean towards the docks. He pondered the a thought for a moment and realized that it was that time of year again. 'Ah! The rich kids are back! How fun.' Swivelling around on his heels, he struggled into his jeans and slipped into an airy white shirt before tumbling out the door with his sandals barely clinging on. The suite keys clattered against the granite counter as he jogged out the door towards the dirt road which would eventually bring him home.
Eden rolled her eyeballs in amusement as he shoveled scrambled eggs and a slice of toast into his mouth. She wasn't sure whether to scold him which she did routinely whenever he came back after being out all night, but today generosity glazed over her deprecation. Instead, she took a step to close the gap between herself and the taller-by-a-head male and placed a hand onto his shoulder who paused momentarily in his eating to listen. "Just don't get them pregnant." Her lips folded inward into a tight line as she tucked a string of condoms into his pockets before turning to plate her eggs.
"Aye! Aye! Captain!", he brought his left hand up to his forehead in salute as he returned to stuffing his face. He hadn't had anything to eat since breakfast of yesterday, so it only made sense he was consuming his food in such a manner.
Shaking her head with a motherly chuckle, she ate her food in way that completely contrasted with Cam. Just after her third bite, he gathered his empty plate and utensils and walked it over to the sink. "Just leave the dishes in the sink. I'll wash it when I get back." Then he was gone up the staircase with the sound of a running showerhead following shortly after. Eden sighed heavily and placed small slices of egg whites onto her tongue as she glanced out the window.
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Placing a tender smooch on Eden's cheek, he was about to pull away hurriedly for the door, but she halted him with a solid clutch on the collar of his shirt. "The snobs are coming back today. Behave yourself.. You hear me?" She was worried about her son and all the possibilities of getting found out haunted her conscience. Cam could hear the deep concern in her voice and felt the slightest bit of quivering in her hold. Enclosing her palms into his, he smiled at her reassuringly and stared acutely into the bothered depths of her eyes. "Loud and clear mum. I can handle myself." He let go of her hands and made a swift wave before scrambling out the house.