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thinkoutsidethebox) wrote2014-08-11 09:45 pm
thinkoutsidethebox) wrote2014-08-11 09:45 pm
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COURT CONTINUATIONS
Captcha is the eternal enemy.
Depending on your preferences and your objectives...
It does seem like it would be easiest for you that way.
[she doesn't sound like she's necessarily agreeing]
[she doesn't sound like she's necessarily agreeing]
Not necessarily... Often it's worth more to take on a challenge. In terms of entertainment, rewards or satisfaction...
Mmmmm—mmm... Mmhmm...
[at first he's not sure how to answer but then he realizes he can just give an affirmative without having to explain himself so that's nice. he licks up over her clit, carefully]
[at first he's not sure how to answer but then he realizes he can just give an affirmative without having to explain himself so that's nice. he licks up over her clit, carefully]
[her face turns progressively redder the longer he pets her. physical affection!!!]
...F-For instance, you accepted the challenge to try to impress me...
...F-For instance, you accepted the challenge to try to impress me...
...So, while in general what you've said to me here isn't particularly impressive, and in fact I could call it a disappointment... the fact that you came up with this and were willing to go through with it is still impressive despite that...
[thoughtfully]
No, somewhat because of that. The scope of your wants is small, your estimation of your capabilities is low, and your standards for companionship are abysmal... but you still felt the desire to go out of your way to impress me, which isn't an easy task.
[thoughtfully]
No, somewhat because of that. The scope of your wants is small, your estimation of your capabilities is low, and your standards for companionship are abysmal... but you still felt the desire to go out of your way to impress me, which isn't an easy task.
There. Now everyone's happy. Hasn't this worked out?
...For now. The conclusion of that is there are certainly desires you aren't acknowledging to yourself. It will be fun to make you accept them eventually.
A-Ah...
[it's an automatic noise, and she shivers slightly. the hand in his hair tightens into a firm grip]
...That's good. I like you like this too.
[it's an automatic noise, and she shivers slightly. the hand in his hair tightens into a firm grip]
...That's good. I like you like this too.
Ominous-sounding, but I'll take it. Which desires did you have in mind?
...I still haven't entirely figured that out yet.
[he moans more spontaneously this time when his hair is pulled, but then smiles a little, rolling her clit firmly with his tongue once he's certain where it is]
[she bears down harder against that, gasping a little]
Mmmm... not bad... if you keep that up you might manage...
Mmmm... not bad... if you keep that up you might manage...
[when he envisioned this scenario previously, it involved more being forced into it under protest... the tone is totally different like this, but actually once the hurdles of actually consenting and agreeing and asking for things are cleared, it ends up just being regularly fun?? how weird how that works. at least as long as he's not overthinking it too hard.
and he can't really think about it anyway with the intensity of objectives going on right now. shivering, but gathering his focus to keep his tongue pressed firmly up against her]
Mmm—
and he can't really think about it anyway with the intensity of objectives going on right now. shivering, but gathering his focus to keep his tongue pressed firmly up against her]
Mmm—
[She keeps moving down against his tongue, and it occurs to her vaguely that maybe she's making his life a little too easy by doing a lot of his work for him, but this is pretty nice regardless and she doesn't really want to stop. She laughs, breathlessly, hand threading through his hair]
Look at you, you're really completely helpless... you can't do anything but serve my pleasure, right now. And you did it completely willingly... You wanted it like this.
Look at you, you're really completely helpless... you can't do anything but serve my pleasure, right now. And you did it completely willingly... You wanted it like this.
[he shudders harder—NOW embarrassment starts creeping up over his amusement again, but at this point he's so far gone in the moment that it's basically just a spike in his arousal instead. this isn't just kinda fun it's really hot
he's moaning before he can even consider stopping himself, and then has to struggle to focus again to formulate a response, however limited his options are right now. he nods just slightly, not enough to really jostle her]
Mm—hmmmmm...
[I can't believe I agreed to that]
he's moaning before he can even consider stopping himself, and then has to struggle to focus again to formulate a response, however limited his options are right now. he nods just slightly, not enough to really jostle her]
Mm—hmmmmm...
[I can't believe I agreed to that]
Good...
[she shifts even harder against him, her pronunciation falling apart a little as her breath starts to come in hard pants]
You're mine, and so I'll use you... even more so when—you're asking for it.
[she shifts even harder against him, her pronunciation falling apart a little as her breath starts to come in hard pants]
You're mine, and so I'll use you... even more so when—you're asking for it.
[straining his neck to press up against her as she moves, rubbing his tongue in vague motions, but mostly allowing her to use it as she sees fit—more deliberately so, even, when she calls him out on it.
he can't protest even if he wanted to, so he doesn't bother lingering on the possibility for too long. the voices in his head of propriety and restraint are becoming very faint under the haze of objectives and pleasure anyway]
he can't protest even if he wanted to, so he doesn't bother lingering on the possibility for too long. the voices in his head of propriety and restraint are becoming very faint under the haze of objectives and pleasure anyway]
[shivers, and the hand in his hair grips painfully hard as she just repeats]
You're—mine—!
[and then the shudders hard, orgasm wracking her body with pleasure as she moves]
You're—mine—!
[and then the shudders hard, orgasm wracking her body with pleasure as she moves]
[he moans loudly, pressing his whole face up closer to her, blindly—it's some kind of contact, at least, and the only kind he can really manage right now. he doesn't try to pull his head away until she forces it]
(from here)
What kind of books are you reading...? Classic detective fiction focuses on the reading, not ridiculous gunfights, and certainly not liaisons with women.
What kind of books are you reading...? Classic detective fiction focuses on the reading, not ridiculous gunfights, and certainly not liaisons with women.
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