[ honestly, he'd been expecting her to kiss the tip of his thumb or maybe the side of his nose. he'd been expecting her to do something ridiculous but when she started to pull at his legs and then tug his pants down, he starts to tell her he hadn't meant this, that she didn't have to do this sort of kiss.
but, something stops him. maybe it's the sudden pounding of his heart or the sweat that dots his brow or how his breathing suddenly increases. he holds his breath and then...she kisses his thigh and he knows that he's been played.
she's kneeling on the floor in front of him, his pants are around his knees and he can't do anything but stare and then laugh breathlessly. ]
Dare.
[ his voice is husky, tinged with aborted arousal and that's all her fault. ]
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but, something stops him. maybe it's the sudden pounding of his heart or the sweat that dots his brow or how his breathing suddenly increases. he holds his breath and then...she kisses his thigh and he knows that he's been played.
she's kneeling on the floor in front of him, his pants are around his knees and he can't do anything but stare and then laugh breathlessly. ]
Dare.
[ his voice is husky, tinged with aborted arousal and that's all her fault. ]
Do I get to pull my pants back up?