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loadedparadox) wrote2012-12-11 03:19 am
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[Attempting to hold back her smile, and giggles.]
Very much so.
Even works well with the boxers, I suppose. You never know with them. They could always clash.
Very much so.
Even works well with the boxers, I suppose. You never know with them. They could always clash.
[He looked down again, and then back up at her.]
I'm a clothes horse but don't match my accessories to boxers.
Curious now what you have on beneath all that.
I'm a clothes horse but don't match my accessories to boxers.
Curious now what you have on beneath all that.
[Attempting to text, while keeping focused on him. A sly smile on her face.]
You don't need to, it does let my mind wander, having to guess, what's underneath.
[Her lips quirk up some, as she thinks, while texting.]
Skin.
You don't need to, it does let my mind wander, having to guess, what's underneath.
[Her lips quirk up some, as she thinks, while texting.]
Skin.
[And the phone nearly hits the floor at the second text.]
Is that commando or literally all, smart ass?
Is that commando or literally all, smart ass?
[A sly smile, not leaving her face.]
Suppose you'll have to let your mind wander, with that.
Though, these jeans don't do well, with panty lines.
Suppose you'll have to let your mind wander, with that.
Though, these jeans don't do well, with panty lines.
Or... I have other choices. I could ask you to take them off.
Or I could do it for you.
Or I could do it for you.
You have a few options here.
Just a matter of picking one.
Just a matter of picking one.
Or, I could parade around like this all day until you jump me.
You could. You very much could.
Or I could, just slowly tease you, till you do the same.
Or I could, just slowly tease you, till you do the same.
[With that he took a step closer, watching her as he texted.]
Just what do you have in mind, Minx?
Just what do you have in mind, Minx?
Active imagination here, do you really want to know?
Yeah. Now I definitely want to know.
I suppose, I'm more curious, how long I can tease you.
Reds a good color for you, by the way.
Reds a good color for you, by the way.
I have great amounts of self control.
Thank you. Wonder how it would look on you.
Thank you. Wonder how it would look on you.
Shall we test that? Your self control that is?
And red is my color, you know that.
And red is my color, you know that.
I'm more than willing to try. Bring it.
I do. You look exquisite in it. I didn't mean red but rather just the tie.
I do. You look exquisite in it. I didn't mean red but rather just the tie.
[She pauses some, thinking. Only to brush past him, making her way to the couch. Dropping her scarf, and kicking her shoes off as she goes, leaving them in her wake.]
You know how I am with challenges, Arthur.
I'm sure I would look good. It is a little long though. Perhaps that shouldn't matter though.
You know how I am with challenges, Arthur.
I'm sure I would look good. It is a little long though. Perhaps that shouldn't matter though.
[He bit back a groan as she brushed against him, sighing as he turned to watch her.]
I'm aware. So what is the challenge?
Well, if it was all you were wearing, I'm not sure long would bother me.
I'm aware. So what is the challenge?
Well, if it was all you were wearing, I'm not sure long would bother me.
The challenge, to see how long it takes till I get your self-control to crack.
[Pausing mid text, she slid her hands under her shirt, unclasping her bra, and wiggling out of it. She is talented after all. It's a girl skill.]
Maybe if you're good, I'll see how long it is.
[Pausing mid text, she slid her hands under her shirt, unclasping her bra, and wiggling out of it. She is talented after all. It's a girl skill.]
Maybe if you're good, I'll see how long it is.
I'm very good with my self control, as you know.
[And yet she was being a wicked tease. He didn't hold back a groan.]
How can I be good and lose control of my self control?>
[And yet she was being a wicked tease. He didn't hold back a groan.]
How can I be good and lose control of my self control?>
[Don't think she didn't catch that groan, Arthur. Removing her top shirt, leaving the tank top still on, she tosses it towards the tv, with a smirk. Only to the text back.]
Yes you are, it is an amazing quality in you. You do last long, when need be, I'm sure.
And Arthur, it's simple. I never said, you had to be prim and proper to be good.
Yes you are, it is an amazing quality in you. You do last long, when need be, I'm sure.
And Arthur, it's simple. I never said, you had to be prim and proper to be good.
[God she was exquisite.]
Not talking that same kind of stamina, but I'm glad you appreciate.
So, what would I have to do to be good?
Not talking that same kind of stamina, but I'm glad you appreciate.
So, what would I have to do to be good?
[She is just going to lay back on the couch, unbuttonedding the top button of her jeans, letting out a content sigh.]
I appreciate, a things Arthuresqe.
I can't tell you that, what fun would that be. Though you're fairing well, so far.
I appreciate, a things Arthuresqe.
I can't tell you that, what fun would that be. Though you're fairing well, so far.
[His gaze followed her movements, the way she hand skimmed over her shirt, that tiny bit of skin revealed. He knew every inch of her and yet he found himself breathless, sitting on the edge of the coffee table, so close to her. And still texting.]
Keep going.
Keep going.
[She just smirks at the phone, bitting her lower lip. As she slowly traces random patterns on her skin, right below her belt line.]
Are you looking for details, Arthur?
Are you looking for details, Arthur?
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