[this white boy can't turn any redder at this rate]
You have quite a way with words, you know.
[Oh, yes, she paints a picture. Indeed, the heft of her chest—what he can manage to manipulate with just one hand—is compelling. The deep valley of cleavage only entices him to do more than just touch, and her subtle wiggling stokes the currently neglected desire in his own cock, drawing out impatience despite their languid demeanors.]
Should not a gentleman be exactly that? Gentle.
[She knows him well enough to realize that Sholmes only cares about propriety in very specific circumstances, and certainly not now. So, then, he's teasing a little, and clearly so — as he finally draws closer to bring his lips to her breast, it is only as a soft, experimental kiss. Lips parted just enough so he can press the flat of his tongue against her hardened nipple, testing.]
no subject
You have quite a way with words, you know.
[Oh, yes, she paints a picture. Indeed, the heft of her chest—what he can manage to manipulate with just one hand—is compelling. The deep valley of cleavage only entices him to do more than just touch, and her subtle wiggling stokes the currently neglected desire in his own cock, drawing out impatience despite their languid demeanors.]
Should not a gentleman be exactly that? Gentle.
[She knows him well enough to realize that Sholmes only cares about propriety in very specific circumstances, and certainly not now. So, then, he's teasing a little, and clearly so — as he finally draws closer to bring his lips to her breast, it is only as a soft, experimental kiss. Lips parted just enough so he can press the flat of his tongue against her hardened nipple, testing.]