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'Fuck' I mumble as I pull my busted up knuckle back from under the wheel well of the chevy I'm working on. I look down at my hand. It stings a bit but hardly a scratch. 'Piece of shit" I mumble under my breath as I wipe the blood on the chest of my overalls. Smears across the name tag 'Chuck.' I make my way over to the old beat up toolbox and try to open the bottom, it doesn't budge. I jiggle it hard and then stand up and give it a kick. I try it again and it still resist my prying. "Damn it" I curse louder this time.

I straighten up and look around the shop. It's an old brick building out by the old highway. Despite there never being any traffic driving by on the road or the lack of business these days, the place is covered in dust. No one has dusted in a few month, why would they, hardly any customers, just the local farmers that don't trust that super shop in town. As I scan the two bay garage, I see my first toolbox my soon to be ex wife had bought me when I first got the job here years ago. I head over there, maybe a box of bandages in there. I outgrew this one a few years after inheriting this paid off shit hole.

I open the lid and scan for bandages. As I'm looking, my eyes stop on that picture, it's of my honeymoon. The fondness is instantly taken over by that incessant memory. The flashes of walking through the front door, her and him, intermingled. 'FUCK' I yell as I give a powerful shove to the toolbox and it goes tumbling over backwards across bay two, it falls to the ground ten feet away in a big cloud of dust and wrenches. I'm breathing heavy the smell of the dust makes me cough. I bring my hurt hand to my mouth, as I do I see it has stopped bleeding. Figures. I head back over to the chevy in bay one. Grab my wrench again and slide under. Back to work. After about ten minutes I hear someone walk up. I slide out and standing over me is you....

Hey DPP, thanks for reading! For this prompt I'd like it to play out as my character meeting you then having to retrieve your broken down car. The parts will take days to get here. So we have time to build out the story. It doesn't have to be fast. I'd prefer a slow burn. Maybe take a few IRL days to flesh out.

How will it come about? Are you broke and offer your body for the work? Do you see my pain and want to help soothe it by being romantic and gentle? Do you have any creative ideas? Let me know when you also introduce your character.

I prefer Discord but am ok with DMs. I'm really responsive to messages. I'd hope you write at least once a day. I typically write 3 to 4 paragraphs per response.

Kinks: rough passionate sex, romance, teasing, bondage, sweat, vanilla sex.

Limits: toilet, watersports, extreme pain, pet, beast, necro.

I'm posting this late for where i'm at so my responses will come tomorrow. If you read this far please reach out, let's RP. Also, so I know you read the whole thing please tell me your breakfast. Hope to hear from you soon!