POV: Your Friend Sexualises You Whilst You Move Her Furniture (F4M) (Friends to Lovers)

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Hey, there's my favorite pair of free labor arms. Get in here. Hello.

You ready to lift things and not be paid? Ah, well, you came to the right place. Come in, come in, good sir.

There it is. Mm, afraid not. So, I think we're in agreement.

The main objective is to lift it and not die. Okay. Mister I-Can-Do-This-By-Myself, you want to die? You know, go on.

Let me see. You've been working in the gym? No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Come on. Come on, you were all confident a second ago. Come on.

He's never gonna do it. We always does this so confident until. ..

Wait, were his arms always like that? Never mind. He's never gonna be able to do it and I don't get to laugh and.

.. They're kind of big. Not overly sculpted, but big and nicely shaped.

Somebody clearly needs to jack off tonight. Okay, here we go. Mm-hmm.

Lining up and. .. Oh.

He didn't. He picked it up all by himself. Okay, um.

.. I suppose it's not that hard when your arms are that big and. ..

Yeah. I really need to masturbate tonight. Oh, look at that.

You, uh, lifted it all by yourself. That's very sexy. Good.

It's very, very good. I'm sorry I doubted you. Thank you and I will not take up any more of your time.

So, uh, thanks and, uh, have a. .. You're being weird.

Stop it. Hm? No? No, I'm not.

I just. .. Brain fog.

Depression, anxiety, stop. I need to think and talk and thank people for moving my furniture, so stop. So, um, I'm just saying if you need to go, that's.

.. That's fine. You, uh, help me and thank you and.

.. Do you want a snack? A snack would be good for the road, right? I mean, you're walking, you're talking, you're driving.

What do you want? A snack. I always want a snack.

Kind of like how he's a snack. I have fruit or cereal bars or, uh. ..

I'm not, I just. .. I.

.. I'm not. Stop.

He's your friend. Stop. Yeah, but he's a friend that has really sexy arms and really nice legs.

Why have I never noticed his legs before? Stop. He is not a piece of meat.

He is a fully functional, multifaceted, layered, complex human being with really nice hands. Oh, shit. Um.

.. Do you want to hang out sometime? Well, like, whenever, whenever.

When's good for you? I just, uh, missed you. I haven't seen you in, um.

.. Oh, no. My friend is hot.

And I want to have sex with him. This is terrible. Yeah, we could do that, or you could come here and we could watch something, you know? Casual, on the couch, just whatever.

And that means I can be close and sit next to you, and you sound so fucking creepy. Stop. Just, yeah, whatever.

Whatever works for you, just. .. You let me know.

I'm fine, I'm just. .. Can a girl miss her friend? Well, I missed you, and.

.. And I'm being honest, so. ..

Reciprocate or reject me, bitch. That isn't neat, how I roll. Nothing but aggressive affection around here.

Take it or leave it. Please take, please take, please take, please take, please take. Oh, my God.

Cool. Um. ..

So, I'll see you. .. Yeah.

Okay. Cool. Thank you, again.

Looks nice there, and, um. .. Bye.

Why you gotta be hot? Don't. ..

Fuck. Time to masturbate and feel ashamed. Huh? Um.

.. Eh? Huh? I.

.. Said it out loud. No, I was saying it out loud.

No, I was joking. Um. ..

Kidding. Just one little joke I have to myself that I say out loud. Um.

.. How much did you hear? Okay, um.

.. There's a logical explanation for this. Um, basically, I haven't been masturbating nearly as much as I need to, and as a consequence, I've been thirsting over people I would never normally thirst over.

So, there's nothing to worry about. Our friendship is still intact, and I will see you later when this is all just forgot. Please just let this be forgot? No? Me? Like you? Like that? I mean.

.. Come on, I. ..

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.

Abso- Yeah. Absolutely. Um.

.. Look, it's not my fault you're hot, okay? I am vagina and blood flowing to the clitoris.

I am human. Goddammit. And sometimes it's like I see a nice arm or a nice hand and it's like, damn! But you're my friend, so I see you as more than that, so I don't, you know, say it out loud unless I think I'm alone, and then it's like, oh, you're just outside the door.

I did not mean to find you hot, okay? It just happened spontaneously as like a combustion. It just occurred, and that's a fucking lily I want to make out.

Why didn't you just say that? I know you should move all of my furniture. Peace.

Just to clarify, I really didn't mean to sexualize you like an object. You are my friend. You're just also really hot, okay? Really? Oh, shit.

I think we might be more than friends, too. Fuck. I know.

Well, if that's the case, we better make it worth it. We can't sacrifice a really good friendship for a mediocre style. Oh, God.

He's hot.