Carey X Casper 001 - Tumblr Posts

“my answer is the same as it was five minutes ago.” casper gave an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose between his thumb and index finger. “i don't want this publicized. it's not good for my image." the scandal would only give him trouble. that was the last thing he wanted. however, the sight of carey on his knees looking so pretty was difficult to resist. pushing off from where he perched on the edge of his desk, casper’s thumb brushed the kneeling one’s lower lip. “i’m not saying i’ll give it to you. but maybe you could persuade me to at least consider giving you a watered down version of it that won’t get me in too much trouble.”

open to: m. feat. CAREY BRENNER, cutthroat reporter !

"i'm down on my knees, in my designer slacks no less, begging for you to give me this scoop..." as a tabloid journalist, carey wasn't opposed to stooping as low as his stories did. with his eyelashes fluttering & his bottom lip pouted out, he kept his gaze aimed upwards. "just tell me what it'll take. i'll do anything."