1. It'd be a romantic, consensual abduction. 2. I'm going to die. First I'm going to throw up. But then I'm going to die. 3. Just had ice cream and a blow job come together in one glorious, defining moment. 4. I was talking to some girls while you were falling off your bar stool into the person next to you.
oh, well. his mouth is too busy right now to respond. honestly, he's not even paying attention to what happened to potter anymore. his left hand does lift to cradle one of her breasts though as he takes another bite of the confection. ]
Mm? [ that's all she's getting, but at least his eyes flickers up to meet hers. ]
[ she's scowling but there's no real fire to it, and doubly so for the way she's curved up a bit closer to his hand. and, you know, his mouth. encouragingly? what's that? ]
Don't you mm at me so innocently. You know exactly what.
[ her fingers are still lost in his hair, nails scraping down over the back of his skull to graze across the nape of his neck. important conversations. ]
[ it's more a hum than anything, as though she's contemplating how to answer. ]
You take the smallest provocation as an excuse to handle me however you please.
[ still, by now she's lifted both hands, idly rubbing at his head - his temples - if he's going to be such a baby about this headache. also lily, you literally stuck candy between your breasts. ]
Am I to be here a while? I can make myself comfortable, if so.
[ not that he's stopping. he's still lightly massaging her nipple until he feels it perk up. plus, his gaze have already drifted back down to the bar. he doesn't lean down to take another bite of it though. instead, he closes his eyes to enjoy the sensation of her touch as her fingers works his temples. ]
You're going to be here for a while. [ it's breathed out and he's sinking back down to place a soft kiss on the curve of her breast where it peeks out from beneath the thin layer of her shirt. ] Long while.
[ she's not going to stop massaging his scalp even as she breathes out a sigh that's most certainly not put out in response to the attention he's giving her breast (if not her mock-complaints). she does tip her head back into the cushions slightly though, shifting beneath him to a position that's slightly more comfortable for the long term.
when the kiss makes her smile and murmur his name in encouragement, well, can she really be blamed? eventually one hand does move, dragging her nails down the back of his head again and all the way down to the space between his shoulder blades. ]
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2. I'm going to die. First I'm going to throw up. But then I'm going to die.
3. Just had ice cream and a blow job come together in one glorious, defining moment.
4. I was talking to some girls while you were falling off your bar stool into the person next to you.
@lightmagic
[ is it?
oh, well. his mouth is too busy right now to respond. honestly, he's not even paying attention to what happened to potter anymore. his left hand does lift to cradle one of her breasts though as he takes another bite of the confection. ]
Mm? [ that's all she's getting, but at least his eyes flickers up to meet hers. ]
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Don't you mm at me so innocently. You know exactly what.
[ her fingers are still lost in his hair, nails scraping down over the back of his skull to graze across the nape of his neck. important conversations. ]
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he's only eating the candy you gave to him. he has committed no wrong.
licking his lips, he brushes his thumb over the fabric of her shirt, feeling the soft bud beneath. he sounds almost thoughtful as he answers her. ]
You're going to have to clarify. My head is pounding, you see. It's quite difficult to interpret what you mean at the moment.
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[ it's more a hum than anything, as though she's contemplating how to answer. ]
You take the smallest provocation as an excuse to handle me however you please.
[ still, by now she's lifted both hands, idly rubbing at his head - his temples - if he's going to be such a baby about this headache. also lily, you literally stuck candy between your breasts. ]
Am I to be here a while? I can make myself comfortable, if so.
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[ not that he's stopping. he's still lightly massaging her nipple until he feels it perk up. plus, his gaze have already drifted back down to the bar. he doesn't lean down to take another bite of it though. instead, he closes his eyes to enjoy the sensation of her touch as her fingers works his temples. ]
You're going to be here for a while. [ it's breathed out and he's sinking back down to place a soft kiss on the curve of her breast where it peeks out from beneath the thin layer of her shirt. ] Long while.
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[ she's not going to stop massaging his scalp even as she breathes out a sigh that's most certainly not put out in response to the attention he's giving her breast (if not her mock-complaints). she does tip her head back into the cushions slightly though, shifting beneath him to a position that's slightly more comfortable for the long term.
when the kiss makes her smile and murmur his name in encouragement, well, can she really be blamed? eventually one hand does move, dragging her nails down the back of his head again and all the way down to the space between his shoulder blades. ]
I don't have anywhere else to be.
@purelyblack
Business. [ aka DE shit ]
You would have to interest me enough first, which you do not.
[ welcome to the part where he doesn't get how not giving her undivided attention would be anything but her own fault ]