Falling Like The Autumn Leaves

Currently having some thots about mechanic!curtis and what he would say when I tell him about the way my brakes are squealing

I just realized I didn't add the previous Mechanic!Curtis story to the masterlist. Thanks for the reminder!

I'm just thinking you tell him your brakes are squealing and he smirks. "Is it the same kind of squealing as when I first get my hands on you or the kind of squealing where you're oversensitive and I'm not done with you yet?"

Mechanic!Curtis: you said your car is…..making what kind of noise?

"You heard me," you retort. "It makes the same kind of groan sound that your stomach does when we're cuddled up and you get hungry."

"That doesn't help me, Sweetheart. I don't know what that sounds like."

"Hmm...it's a more drawn out version of the growl you make when I'm wearing those leggings and a tank top?"

"I appreciate the mental image, but again that's not helpful."

"Okay, okay, how about this? It sounds like a deeper version of when you groan during sex."

Curtis shakes his head. "Again, love where your brain is at, but not helpful."

"How about you just get over here and listen to it for yourself?"

Curtis pauses. "Was this all a way to get me to come over and fuck you senseless?"

"...maybe."

"You're lucky I love you," Curtis playfully grunts. "And if you're wearing those leggings they will not survive."