Lizard-sitter wanted, the caption says. OK, not the most original innuendo Frong has ever heard, but he’s prepared to forgive that if the impressive bulge in those shorts is the real deal. As an added bonus, the man has a sculpted jaw, a dazzling smile, and a damn fine set of shoulders and biceps showcased by his sleeveless cycling jersey. Yeah, I’d sit on your lizard any day, Frong thinks, and swipes right.
This fic might be an AU, but it manages to capture both Frong in all his needy bottom glory and Thara’s hot weirdness perfectly.