[ god, he's really glad he did decide to pull his pants back up before he'd said she could sit on his lap without touching. and, at first, he manages. it's tempting to grab her hips and pull her down against him but he grabs fistfuls of sheet to stop himself.
but then her hands end up in his hair and her mouth ends up on his face and he makes a sound that's halfway between a moan and a curse. he grabs at more and more of the sheets, curling them tightly in between his fingers to stop himself from touching.
but, god he wants to touch and he can't stop himself from shifting a bit. it's not touching because they were already touching there so he hasn't failed. ]
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but then her hands end up in his hair and her mouth ends up on his face and he makes a sound that's halfway between a moan and a curse. he grabs at more and more of the sheets, curling them tightly in between his fingers to stop himself from touching.
but, god he wants to touch and he can't stop himself from shifting a bit. it's not touching because they were already touching there so he hasn't failed. ]
Truth or dare?
[ will it be payback time or not? ]