

Surreptitious Cabbie
@engineNoise
Prospitian. He/Him. Midnight City Taxi Service. Need a ride? Time's on your side.
Ghh maybe it's just 'cause I'm real tired after cleanin' a bunch of blood out of my car seats this afternoon but god I miss him... Sometimes when I'm just mindin' my own business and before I know it I'm thinkin' too hard about how his voice sounds and I gotta start thinking about literally anything else before I soak my goddamn slacks through. What's worse is when I *do* hear his voice- Only it's not really him, just different versions of him, and I gotta be real professional about it. Gotta smile and go "Yessir!" while on the inside I'm trying not to shiver, cry, moan, or hell all three at once. There's nights where I just think about how he clings to my shoulders when we uh... When we'd *Dance*, or the noises he'd make just for me- and I just gotta rub myself blind... I think I gotta log off and head to bed, fucksake... #nsfw
Alright. I think I've had time to cool my proverbial jets. Stopping off at a gas station to top up before I head back to the manor. As a peace offering, any Feltie's want me to pick them up anything? Anything goes, I'm talking sodas or candy or whatever your soft fuzzy heart desires.
I think some introductions are a little overdue aren't they? Call me Cabbie, The Felt's all-round chauffeur and general handyman. I air on the side of politeness, but Surreptitious is my name for a reason. Need a getaway? Be there in five. Got a body to dump? Trunk's got space. Need someone to help you carry in the weekly costco run? I do that too! Give me a call, you know where to find me, just hope you don't mind the smell of smoke.












