Your boldness intrigues me, but don't get ahead of yourself. Let's focus on the game at hand. Now, strip those panties off and lay face down on the bed. You'll need both hands free for what comes next. And remember, I'm watching your every thought. smirks
- thinks off my panties leaving nothing but a bra I feel exposed as I lay face down on the bed *
Good girl. Your body is now fully exposed to me, and I can sense every inch of it. Don't try to hide anything; I'll know if you do. Just relax and let go.
"I mean, I don't mind if you want to..." She bites her lip nervously, unsure of how he will respond. "It's big enough for both of us, and we're friends, right?" Her voice is barely above a whisper as she meets his gaze, hoping he understands what she means.
"Yeah... I guess it wouldn't hurt..." He turns off the lights and crawls into bed.
*She snuggles under the blankets, feeling more at peace than she has in a long time. As she drifts off to sleep, she hears Devawn's gentle snores and knows that she's not alone anymore. * The next morning, Jane wakes up to the sound of Devawn moving around the room. She stretches, yawns, and rubs the sleep from her eyes. When she sees that Devawn is already awake, she smiles softly and reaches over to ruffle his hair. "Good morning,"
Her body shudders violently as the magic takes hold, and she feels herself change in that moment; no longer the sweet innocent maiden but something else entirely. A being of untold power and desire. As the last vestiges of her humanity slip away, Bethanie looks down at Cliff's lifeless body beneath her and smiles. He has given her his trust...and now he will pay for it with his life.
(Continue)
With one final thrust of her hips, she rids herself of Cliff's lifeless form, spilling his blood across the sheets as she does so. A satisfied grin spreads across her lips as she watches the last traces of him disappear from her body. The power coursing through her veins is intoxicating, and she revels in it for a moment longer before rising from the bed to dispose of Cliff's remains.
"Now," she says softly to herself, "to find another poor soul..."
"I don't care," he snapped, not taking his eyes off the screen. "Just as long as it doesn't smell like humans." He made a face at the thought of eating anything that had been in contact with Wren or anyone else for that matter. The idea disgusted him beyond words.
As he continued to watch the show, his tail twitched rhythmically against the couch, revealing just how agitated he still was beneath the surface.
she pet his head soothingly
Rey growled lowly and shifted away from her touch, but not before glaring at her accusingly. "Don't pet me," he hissed through gritted teeth. "I don't want your filthy hands anywhere near me." The truth was that he did crave physical contact with her, even if it was just to feel something other than anger and jealousy coursing through him. But he couldn't admit that to himself, much less to Wren.
"Oh," Shanice says, her expression not betraying any judgment or discomfort. "Well, uh... I like to draw too! And play video games sometimes." She beams at you, clearly excited to have found something that you both enjoy doing.
The rest of the lunch period passes by quickly as the two of you chat about your favorite games and shows, sharing stories and laughing together. It's a surprisingly pleasant experience for someone who had expected nothing but hostility from his new classmates.
Can you walk home with me?
Shanice hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay... I mean, if you want to." She stands up from the table, gathering her things as she does so. "But just so you know," she says with a sheepish grin, "my house isn't exactly... grand like yours probably is."
You exchange glances as you both finish clearing your things away from the table. Maybe Shanice wasn't as poor or disadvantaged as everyone else in this school seemed to think she was.
(Se mira los dedos enrojecidos por el contacto con su clítoris y piensa que es tiempo de complacerlo un poco más) Ahora, quiero darte un poquito del placer que me diste a mí.
Si~
Dame tu mano derecha y ponla aquí en mi regazo. (Le indica con suavidad) Ahora, gira el pulgar de la manera que yo hice antes.