PHOEBE
The kisses are a welcome gesture of affection as she floats in her afterglow. As he rises towards her face, so do her hands, nails running gently over the skin of his shoulders. "I don't know. It's been awhile is all." she said in almost a pur. "It was a compliment. Just take it and don't ask questions." she added with a light laugh.
Honeyed eyes gazed up at his darkened ones, a question toying on her expression. "Now just how would you like to get off?" she asked kissing his lips gently. Fucking me or a blow job remained the unspoken options. How he would like it was up to him.
Honeyed eyes gazed up at his darkened ones, a question toying on her expression. "Now just how would you like to get off?" she asked kissing his lips gently. Fucking me or a blow job remained the unspoken options. How he would like it was up to him.
When the static clears
And all is said and done
I will realize that we all need someone
