ASMR Voice: An offer you can't refuse [M4F] [1920s Gangster Boyfriend ] [Reaffirmation] - YouTube

Hey Hey toots, I'm home!

(Chuckle)

(Sigh of contentment)

Boy, you're a sight for sore eyes.

Come here.

*kisses*

Mmm

I went all weekend without those lips. How did I manage?

Darlin' have I got a story for you.

Come on. Uh. Let's sit.

Heh?

Yeah, I could go for a smoke. Butt me?

Hey, I promise I'm not some cheap schmuck! I'll pay you back.

Hell, I'll buy you a whole new pack. If that's what you want, doll face.

No No. Give me the fuckin' thing.

So, it's Saturday night and a couple of the boys there tell me about this party a few blocks down, and I'm thinking 'party?'

It's gonna be a dump especially on that side of town,

but whoa!

Baby!

That thing was a blow!

There was more liquor than you could count.

This wasn't any of that 'no-good-coughing-goo' those guma gags make in their tubs.

They had high quality whiskey.

So everyone's yammering and the place is packed.

I look over and see they got a poker game going.

So Vinnie, fucking Vinnie, slaps me on the back, and he says, "What, are you scared?"

Couple of wins later and I'm feeling great, and I'm fried. I mean drunk out of my mind.

All of us there were drinking like there was no tomorrow, and then; you won't believe it this guy-...

Hey. What's the matter?

Oh no,

I know it's something.

You're doing that pouty thing with your lip.

Usually it's cute, but I know there's something behind it.

Come on doll, what's wrong? What's eating you huh? Come on, baby?

You can tell me.

Was... Some fella trying to rough you up?

Somebody try to bother you?

Because believe me sweetheart, I'd be happy to take him for a ride and bump him off. You know what I mean,

and you know the boys and I are thorough, baby. Well you can make a problem like that...

disappear!

No tough guys bugging you huh?

Huh, then what's the problem baby cakes?

Wha-

Well, what do you mean, toots?

You're unsure of yourself?

Baby doll.

You're the sweetest thing there is and you're fiery and gorgeous. I mean a real choice bit of calico.

Believe me when I say it you are *MWAH* the greatest there ever was, doll.

You don't believe me?

Now come on.

Who was it that made me light up like a goddamn Christmas tree whenever I was down in the dumps, huh?

Them goons from the casino swing bar?

Trying to say this and that this and that and when I'm all fired up ready to pull the trigger, who was the only one who can calm me down? Huh?

You! That's who! And you bet I'mma be the one to tell you how much of a catch that makes you

because even if you're doubting yourself;

you know it sure as hell I'm your guy to get those thoughts out of here.

Just as much as I'd rough up any fellas giving you a hard time, you hear?

Hey.

What you're still quivering that lip for?

Now come on.

You know how bad I am when it comes to you crying?

Here, take my coat.

Hey,

i'm not just saying it to say it. Ah! Knocking someone's lights out is easier than trying to convince you I'm serious

'cause

that smile of yours... it's one in a million, and I'd bet my bucks on it to lighten up my day no matter what...

and don't tell the boys I said that.

I'd never hear the end of it,

but not for nothing, and this isn't just me being a softy cuz I like you,

but if you can't believe in yourself;

Then at least trust in me whenever I'm saying...that you're no dollar dame, capiche?

Okay.

I'll let you in on a secret.

If, and only if,

you promise and I mean swear

not to tell a soul,

not even a hint.

Cross your heart, promise that what I say will never leave this place?

Alright. The best thing to do when confidence doesn't come easy is to just...

fake it for a while.

Now I'm not saying pretend to be someone you're not. Just...don't let people see when you're weak.

Never let them see you sweat.

If you're feeling down for even one reason,

think of a hundred reasons to feel happy again.

As soon as you let people know you're hurtin',

they got you!

I'm not trying to scare you baby doll.

I'm always real with you. Guys like me? We get shoved around if we don't stand our ground... or worse!

So you gotta stand your ground.

Anytime you're feeling down.

Make sense?

Yeah, of course it does because I'm a wise guy and you're a smart broad.

Hey, I mean it! The best!

The finest in the states, on the planet!

I mean I think about you and every other dime out there and-

Baby!

It's one thing to have the look

but when you can find a dame, a real fucking lady, who's got your back and knows what's what.

Well, you hold on to that; like I'mma hold on to you. Come here.

*chuckles*

You don't mind?

Really?

You trying to sweep me up with something?

Uh-huh?

Uh-huh, you swear?

*chuckles*

Oh, it's nothing

*chuckles*

Just accepting (suddenly) this ugly mug of mine got you smiling again.

Now please, enough of the sniffling already alright? I've always made sure that you'd have nothing to cry about.

That's been my job from day one with you.

I keep you safe and happy while you hold down the bottom line back here,

and I'm not about to fail you now.

Tell me toots, has any of this rambling even working? Am I just looking like a big sap flapping my gums over here?

Okay, so it's helping, but I'm a sap anyways. Yeah, yeah. A sap for you maybe.

I'm sure it's something to warrant that. So, I'll let it slide this time.

I love you, you know that?

Honestly...

What would I do without you?

All right, I got a proposition for you. You and I ditch these rags and dress up real nice.

Then, we head out for a night on the town, see a show, then maybe swing by Pauly's in the joint.

Swankiest speakeasy this side of the bridge.

Yeah. The pretty one down on fourth.

Sound good?

I'd figured you'd like that. All right.

The night's still young and there's plenty of mischief to get into out there.

What say you and I... are we gonna start some trouble, aright?

Atta girl