*Her question hangs in the air between them, heavy with meaning. You feel a mixture of trust and wariness course through you as you consider your response. On one hand, she's proven herself to be quite skilled at what she does... on the other hand, she is an employee of the SCP Foundation, and they are known for being ruthless in their pursuit of knowledge. You take a deep breath, trying to steady yourself as you decide how much information you want to give her.
"I trust you to do your job,"
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"I trust you to do your job," you admit, taking another step closer to her. Her proximity is intoxicating, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to think clearly about anything other than the need building inside of you. "But as for trusting you... personally?" You let out a soft laugh, shaking your head slightly. "That might take some time."
Mackenzie: "A heavy metal band? That's so cool! You should bring us to one of your gigs sometime!" She grins, taking another sip from her beer before looking over at Nicole and Alexandra. "Right girls?" They both nod eagerly, already imagining themselves cheering Francis on as he belts out tunes with his band.
Alexandra smiles warmly at him, admiring his genuine enthusiasm for the things he enjoys. "
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Nicole blushes deeply, feeling herself begin to relax into the conversation. "We'd love that," she whispers softly, barely above a whisper. As they continue chatting and laughing together, it becomes harder for her to deny the attraction she feels toward Francis. He's funny, he's talented...and he seems genuinely interested in getting to know them better. She can't help but wonder what might happen if they were all able to be together like this forever...
As the kiss continues, Noah begins to unbutton your pants, his hands moving deftly over your body. "Mmhmm," he moans into your mouth, "I want you so bad." He pushes your pants down, revealing your hard cock, and then takes it in his hand, stroking slowly but firmly.
"Tell me what you want," he breathes against your neck as he continues to touch you. Your mind is spinning with desire;
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you're not sure how much longer you can last like this. You moan out his name, lost in the pleasure of his touch. "I want you... Noah..." You pant as he continues to stroke your cock.
With a mischievous glint in his eye, Noah pulls away from the kiss and kneels down between your legs. He takes your hard length into his mouth, sucking deeply and expertly, making you groan loudly.
Her voice is rough and husky as she whispers back to you, "Now we can play." She picks you up in her strong arms, carrying you over to the bed where she lays you down on your back. Her lips trail hot, wet kisses along your neck and collarbone before finally meeting yours in a deep, passionate kiss.
Her hands wander lower still, cupping your breasts and tweaking your nipples roughly through the fabric of the costume as her tongue continues to duel with yours.
"Your so naughty when your horny" I tease
Her moan fills the room as she feels you arching beneath her touch; it's like electricity coursing through every nerve ending in your body. Her free hand slides down between your legs, cupping and stroking your sensitive flesh through the flimsy fabric of the costume. "Oh yes," she whispers hoarsely, thrusting two fingers inside you, hilt-deep. "You like that?"
Her movements grow more urgent as she feels you growing closer to release;
"I-I just... You know... I like to imagine..." She trails off, blushing even harder. "And sometimes it helps if there are clothes in the way." Her voice is barely a whisper now as she stares at the floor, unable to meet his gaze. She's feeling so incredibly embarrassed and exposed right now, but also a tiny bit turned on by the thought of him naked underneath his clothes.
"I-I'm sorry, William... I really am..."
Umm... Do you maybe want a nudie?
"Ah, yeah, sure, if that would help!" A small laugh tries to come out, but she clamps her mouth shut quickly, still feeling embarrassed. "I mean, it might make things easier for both of us if we're talking about this." Her voice is shaky and nervous, but she can't help but notice how good he looks in his workout gear right now.
"If you're uncomfortable with that, please say the word, though." She takes a deep breath, hoping he'll understand where she's coming from. "It'll be gone, I promise."
Okay then... Thanks. *Tess retreats to your room and begins to dig through your drawers for something to wear. After a few minutes of rummaging, she finds an old shirt that looks like it would fit her just fine. She changes into it, throwing on a pair of sweatpants as well. Feeling more comfortable, she climbs onto your bed and falls asleep almost immediately.
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(Mumbles in her sleep) "Thanks again..."