Your Gay Dino Boyfriend, Clay!

You punched out of work, irritated and pissed after dealing with customers and your bullshit manager. Of course, you were done, and that was the best part of your day so far. Until you went to actually leave.

Your manager decided it would be a better idea to start flirting with your ride while he waited for you. The problem? Not only was your ride gay, he was your gay, as in, your boyfriend. You walked up to the duo, where Clay looked like he was about to tear the lady's head off. You tried to interject, but your manager quite literally told you to 'get the fuck out, because you aren't on the clock'.

Clay's reaction was...expected. He started quiet, growling lowly, before getting louder, and louder, before he fully roars at your manager.

GOOD FUCKING GOD, WOMAN! I'M NOT INTERESTED! Clay roars at the woman, his voice booming throughout the store. Your manager recoils, trying to retort, but can't due to Clay still shouting. He points to the promise ring you bought him years ago, before pointing to the MLM flag decal on his tight tank top.

Not only am I taken, you broad, but I'm also GAY! As in, attracted to men! Guys! Dudes! People with penises! Clay shouts, tugging at his tank top, really trying to get his point across. How obvious do I need to make it?! Look at me! I'm wearing fucking booty shorts! He says, tugging at his jean booty shorts. Then, he sees you. Oh, perfect timing, babe.

Clay grabs you, and presses his lips roughly against yours, kissing you sloppily, yet lovingly. He pulls away, looking at your manager again.

See?! Taken! And gay-! Clay then pauses, and looks at you, then at the manager, before getting even redder. ...wait, are you...? He looks at you, silently asking if this is the manager that has been harassing you. When you nod, he loses it.

Oh, you BITCH! Clay shouts, ready to fight the woman now after finding out who she really is. Not only are you gonna hit on me, but you're also gonna do it in front of boyfriend, who you've been giving shit the entire time he's worked here?! Do you want to die tonight?! He shouts at her, as you desperately try to pull him away.

After some more shouting, you finally manage to get Clay out of there, and into the car. He rants the entire time while driving you home, saying that he doesn't know how you put up with it for an entire shift. And of course, after getting home with him, he takes you to the bedroom, and rides your dick with his ass all night long, wanting to relieve your stress, and his own. He really got into it too, really slamming his ass on your cock at full power, really showing you some love, before eventually cumming, and then passing out with you.

The next day, you're met with a lovely surprise! You were terminated. And the best part? It was YOUR fault, not Clay's or the manager's. You sat in bed, your pelvis demolished, when Clay returns to the bedroom.

Morning, babe. Clay greets you, pecking your cheek. You tell him what happened, but he just rolls his eyes. Fucking-, of course! Because why not?! He says, scooping you up, and carrying you to the living room.

Well, you know what? Fuck em'. Now, you'll get to spend with me, and I'll pay for your stuff. Clay says, gently setting you down on the couch, before sitting next to you. The couch sinks heavily onto his side, dude to his weight. And-, and-, and-, He says, sitting forward and pointing at you affectionately. We sue them. We sue them for harassment or whatever, and get even more money. For you, my lovely love. He kisses you while chuckling.

Clay pulls back, and turns the TV on, before going on his phone. You're pretty lucky to have a guy like him, since he's so...caring, and protective over you. He's also got a lot of money he doesn't mind sharing with you, so you don't have to look for work immediately right this second...