hotlikealazer

Send ‘Panty Raid’ and my Muse will have to explain why they have your Muse’s underwear.

A night of bevs with the boss had been fun. Although, fairly blurry in memory. But, nevertheless, had been a night to look back on. Even if he couldn’t look back on most of it.

You took pictures with him! There might be a few hints from last night?

Pulling out his phone, he leaned forward and rested his elbows on the desk. Unlocking his phone, he went to his gallery and scrolled down to the beginning of the mess of drunken pictures.

Blurry selfie, blurry selfie, blurry selfie, Geoff passed out on his bed.. Geoff waking up to drink another bottle of beer.. Geoff passed out on his bed again.. I drew a dick on his hipbone? Huh..

His scrolling stopped, coming across a video he had taken the night before. Ryan turned the volume up a tad and pressed the play button.

It went to a scene of himself on Geoff’s bed, giggling drunkenly. “Okay, okay, okay,“ He watched himself choke out between stifled laughs. ”We’re gonna.. [Hic].. We’re— Geoff’s totally passed out,“ The camera pointed to Geoff, his mouth open slightly as he softly snored. A smile tugged at the corner of Ryan’s mouth, looking over Geoff’s sleepy features. ”So, I’m— We’re gonna.. go look at his stuff. In room. His house room.“ The phone fell on the ground, screen going black for a moment, followed by a thud and an ‘oof’. The mic went fuzzy and Ryan’s mug came back into the picture. “I just fell off Geoff’s bed.” Video Ryan snorted and went searching around the room. “Gonna have’ta keep that for later." The video stopped and Ryan quirked a brow.

What the hell did I take from him? .. Maybe I put it in my bag?

Ryan pulled his bag onto his lap and opened it up. Sure enough, he had found what he had taken from his boss. He threw back his head, a groan escaping his throat. He looked at his surroundings, reminding himself he was alone in the room. Gingerly, he took out the dark green box-briefs, setting them on the top of his bag and looked them over.

These were on Geoff. These were literally cupping Geoff’s balls at some point.

A smirk twined across his lips, Ryan picturing his boss cross-legged and watching television in these exact pair of undergarments. It wasn’t a bad sight. He kinda found it really cute. His fingertips played across the cloth, sitting alone in the office, thinking about his boss in his underwear. It would be practically inexplicable to tell someone what he was doing if someone walked in. But he didn’t quite want to put them away just yet.