That's rude, [he says once he pulls his mouth away from lavishing at her neck. His face is a little bit pink and he's pouting, never a good thing. He gently squeezes at her breasts, thumb raking against a nipple, just the barest touch, nothing she really wants--]
Your expectations of me need an upgrade.
[with that, he shifts and tips her over onto the desk, fingers toying at the fabric of her surprisingly reasonable underwear.]
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Date: 2016-06-13 01:15 am (UTC)Your expectations of me need an upgrade.
[with that, he shifts and tips her over onto the desk, fingers toying at the fabric of her surprisingly reasonable underwear.]