forum I'm addicted to gay one on ones

Started January 01, 2019 by @SaltyLasagna

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maybe your character finds Abaddon on the website and messages him?

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Sitting in the dark, in his room, Noah couldn't believe he had been brought to this point. He had just graduated college with a bachelor in forensics, and he was having a hard time securing a job. The only he was able to pay his bills was a job he had at a local Italian restaurant. He wasn't any near what he headed to secure his own apartment. His car note was due in two weeks and he was late on his insurance. His job wasn't bringing in enough money, which had brought him to the point of desperation. He joins a sugar daddy website. He hated the fact of being with a man just for his money, but he didn't see any other choice. He scrolled through profiles through the early morning before he found a sugar daddy that he found an interest in, and had a large enough income. In his sleep deprived state, he sent the man, Abaddon, a message.

Abaddon jumped a bit when he heard his phone go off. He crossed over to the counter and picked it up to check it. There was a notification from the sugar daddy app he had downloaded, and he tapped on it. The message was from a guy named Noah.

Noah had only sent a simple "hi" to the man, which he regretted afterwards. He wished he'd sounded more masculine, like sending "hey, what's up?" Or at least introducing himself. But all he sent was "hi." He quickly messaged the man again, typing "I'm Noah." Then he cursed himself. This man would already know that. His name was in his username.

Abaddon smiled a bit, quickly typing a response. "Hi Noah, nice to meet you. How are you today?" He hoped he didn't come off as creepy in any way. He knew that some people viewed sugar daddies as creepy, which is understandable, but he wanted people to be as comfortable as possible when talking to him.

Noah jumped when he heard a ping. His heart raced when he saw a reply. "Good, tired. You?" He responded. He hoped him responding quickly didn't come off as clingy.

Abaddon was somewhat glad the man had responded so quickly. It saved him some time. "Also tired. Just got back from work not too long ago." His phone made small clicking noises as he typed. They seemed to echo in his empty house, and it made his chest tighten. He was lonely.

(That's a mood.)

A corner of Noah's mouth lifted into what could be a smile, though he'd deny it if anyone ever asked him. "Lucky, I'm about to start my shift. Don't get off until midnight, if I'm lucky." He responded. He checked the time. He should really start getting ready for work. He kept his phone nearby as he dished his work clothes out of the closet.

(lol)

"That sucks. Where do you work (if you don't mind me asking)?". Abaddon sighed and put his phone down, looking over at the fridge. He hadn't eaten all day, but he didn't feel like cooking. Looks like he'll be heating up some frozen lasagna again.

"Aventinos's Italian Restaurant. I've been working there since high school. Now I'm just working there until I can get a better job." He replied before pulling on his clothes. He tied his apron around his waist and slipped his server book in the pocket as well as a pen.

"Well, at least it's something," he typed, walking over to the fridge. He opened the freezer and pulled out a half empty bag of whatever frozen food was closest. "I'm sure you'll find a better job, it just takes time and experience."

Noah smiled and replied, "I hope so too. Where do you work?" He asked out of curiosity. He grabbed his keys then stared at the clock in disdain. He hated serving, but he got decent tips.

Abaddon had to take a moment to think of his response. He couldn't exactly tell a regular human that he was a demon prince right off the bat, but how could he seem trustworthy if he said he had no job? "I'm a chief operating officer of a company," he quickly typed. It wasn't too far from the truth, if you looked at Hell like it was a company, he'd be the COO.

Noah stared at his phone in shock. A COO? That was….holy shit. He typed what he was thinking, "Wow 😲" He yelled at the door, telling his parents goodbye before getting into his crappy car.

"It's a small company, so it's not like I'm a billionaire, don't get your hopes up too much lol," he typed. Now that part was a lie. He could easily have as much money as he wanted, at least in the human world.

"No it's not that. It's just…wow." Noah knew it was reckless to text while driving, but then again he was never a good driver. He wasn't sure how he passed his driver's test.

Abaddon frowned, confused. "Is there something wrong?" He crunched on a frozen burrito, too tired to heat it up.

"No, no. That's just a really cool achievement." He cringed. Why am I like this? Noah hoped he hadn't screwed up something that had barely begun.

Abaddon chuckled. "A cool achievement? That's an interesting way of thinking of it."

He blushed as he read the response. He nimbled on his bottom lip. "What else would I call it?" He asked.

"Not sure, I just know I've never heard someone refer to it as a 'cool achievement'. I like it though."

"Isn't that what it is? An achievement? It took a lot of hard work right?" He responded before walking into work.

"Yeah, you're right," he replied. "Anyway, I've gotta go to bed now… when I wake up, should we talk about why we're both on this website?"