[ laura feels it as the moment shifts — the spread of his fingers, but more than that too. it hangs subtle in the air, but it's enough for her to catch the scent, and she debates with herself for all of half a second. he doesn't have to apologise, she's made that clear, she doesn't want apologies.
but. but, his hand is on her knee and they're already on her bed, and she doesn't much feel like finishing the coffee now anyway. it's easy enough to set it aside, other hand still lingering over tony's. ]
You mean there's more on offer than muffins?
[ it's easier still to slide his hand further up her leg, to guide it up to the hem of her shorts at her inner thigh. she doesn't do much here at all, it isn't a home, barely even a room that she occupies, but there's a strange appeal to fucking around with tony in this shitty little dorm apartment. some added layer of thrill on top of the interest already simmering away. ]
How many orgasms would you say makes it up? Purely...out of curiosity.
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but. but, his hand is on her knee and they're already on her bed, and she doesn't much feel like finishing the coffee now anyway. it's easy enough to set it aside, other hand still lingering over tony's. ]
You mean there's more on offer than muffins?
[ it's easier still to slide his hand further up her leg, to guide it up to the hem of her shorts at her inner thigh. she doesn't do much here at all, it isn't a home, barely even a room that she occupies, but there's a strange appeal to fucking around with tony in this shitty little dorm apartment. some added layer of thrill on top of the interest already simmering away. ]
How many orgasms would you say makes it up? Purely...out of curiosity.