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JJ Leroy⬤ YoI
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[ When that text arrives, he looks at it immediately. She can't see it, but he's sure she can imagine the smug look on his face. That smarmy grin spread across his features. And he can't help it. He has a very active imagination, his hand drifts to the bottom of his shirt, and he'll do exactly as she said via text. He pulls it up over his head before he finally replies. ]

i'll start to pull off that shirt
slowly of course

you know i enjoy the way your cold hands feel on my chest
they won't stay cold long tho ;)

[ He takes a moment. He discards the shirt before he returns to the text, because he has a feeling he's not going to need it anyway. ]

i'm at such a disadvantage
you got a preview of what i have on

but

i don't know what you're wearing

[ The corners of her mouth tug upward when she hears that familiar chime from her device and his reply materializes in front of her. He's such a good boy, playing along like this even if he is right off to teasing her, but she doesn't mind that so much today. She can picture his him, his expression, trace his movements behind her eyelids, in her mind's eye perfectly for all that she is so very keen about the details.

It's good until she gets to those last few lines and she pauses because she's certain he has some idea of her top at least from their video chat, but -- and her expression turns -- if that's how he wants to play it, well -- ]

The collar of this shirt is black and a higher than I like. That jet color lines the shoulders. It's a deep red rolling over my collar bones, my breasts flowing down my stomach over my hips teasing my thighs all the way down to my knees.

There's two letters nestled between my breasts, above them.

This shirt's so big on me, it might as well be a dress.

Beneath that, there's a pair of black shorts hugging those hips you like so much and beneath that, a little lacy something that should be familiar to a certain shirt of yours.

Did you know deep violets and purples compliment equally deep colors? Thigh-high stockings, a pair of black heels that give me an inch or so.

But you're such a tease. What am I going to do with you?

Run my cold hands up your chest, my palms teasing your nipples, and when I move them down over all that toned skin, I'll graze you with my nails, just enough pressure for you to feel it.

Why don't you take those shorts of yours off? They're in my way.

Edited 2020-04-09 01:33 (UTC)

yeah i know the shirt
and those lacy things
i love those lacy things, you know
how could i forget the way you looked that day?

[ You can bet he likes how that sounds. Every moment of it. He takes a few moments to respond after that because he's listening. He's taking her commands. Those shorts are quickly discarded and now he's in his boxers. He's already half hard - of course - because it isn't like it's difficult to get him during Sanguis, he's learning. He just wants. Differently from during Iris. ]

i pull those shorts off my hips
but i'm still in my boxers

just hearing about what you have on turns me on

i move my hands under that shirt of mine you have on but i move them to your hips

i shift a little
gripping your ass and tugging you in close

but once i have you my fingers move up your back grabbing the hem of the shirt

that shirt is gonna have to go you know?

i'm gonna try not to rip it this time
best it's gone before i do, right?

You wouldn't. Your own shirt? I thought you might think twice about tearing it since its yours or do you want to see me that badly?

But talking like that, you want to do more than see me, hm?

Your hands and eyes tell on you, but I suppose mine do as well. I won't give you the chance to rip it because I want you to do more than see me, too. I reach for the hem and slowly peel your shirt over my head, tossing it aside.

Now that that's out of the way, I step closer to close that troublesome gap between us. With one hand, I'm going to reach for your cheek and run my fingers through your hair. You're tall, you know, and I want you down here with me, so when my fingers find the back of your head, I'll press your head down so I can catch your lips.

The fingers of my other hand curl over the edge of your boxers in the same motion. They're going to have to go, you know?

of course i would
it's totally worth it, you know?
to get a good look at you

don't you know how good you look??

i'm going to take a moment to admire you, you know? appreciate the view
i'd be stupid not to

i'm going to part my lips when you catch my lips because i want an invitation
my hands trace from your hips to your ass
i'll grip you and tug you towards me

i'm already hard, you know

the boxers can go in a moment i'm going to make sure to remove them slowly, just to tease

teasing is harmless, right?

i'll slowly tug them down off my hips just a tiny bit

bit by bit

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