abyssdressing | (no subject)

..I know that. Doesn't make that any less digusting. *Luke must have read it in a book or something. that smile is kind of creeping him out and definitely making him nervous, leading to him inching away.* D-dunno.. whatever you think is best.

[ XD At least you made it back in one piece. ]

Yeah, I guess it is kind of foul. At least you'll be doing the better half of the feeling. [in which case, he shrugs and drops his hand, drawing nonsensical patterns on the inside of his thigh] Mmkay. [that means he'll surprise you with it. give him time.]

I can always do the same for you afterwords, if you're that concerned about getting to feel good. *he's watching that hand like a hawk, being curious and slightly fearful of just what he plans on doing with it. by now he's managed to get a good foot or so away from where he was without realizing it.*

[ Ah. Buckets of fun, I'm sure. ]

I'll feel just fine, thanks. [amused at Luke's worming away, and he shifts to follow him, setting one hand on one of his hips] Stop squirming away, unless you want me to quit.

I'm not- ...oh. *blinks at where he's at and stops going backwards, scrunching up at Luke's approach.*

[ You should come over and play Twilight Princess here~ That way I can watch. XDDD ]

... [smiles lopsidedly, shaking his head] If you're scared, you're only going to make this painful.

...just nervous. It's going to hurt anyway, right?

[ orz. Let's build a train that reaches from there to here. ]

...Less if you relax. [hi, going to idly prod at you now.]

*squirms about, laughing slightly.* T-that tickles...

[ Yes, I should. Lemme know when is good for you guys and I'll be there. XD ]

[makes a face, but snickers] It's not really supposed to. [hi, the tickling might be replaced with a slightly uncomfortable feeling right about now.]

What can I say.. *gnaws on his bottom lip and wiggles around more, trying to keep from tensing up any worse than he already is.*

[ Aw. That kinda bites. :/ But that sounds good~ I'll let you know. X3 ]

[kind of frowns, wiggling his finger] ...gotta tell you, this is kind of weird.

*leans back to watch him, finding it to be stangely hot.* ...why is this weird? Haven't you done this before?

[ Ahaha... scary boss-man. 8( ]

There... wasn't a whole lot of lead-up. [goes slightly red in the face] [wiggle, wiggle. poke, prod. wiggle.]

Gotcha. Ahh... *twists his hips around in a half-hearted attempt to be rid of the odd feeling.* If you think it's weird, try being in my position.

[ That's even worse. XP ]

[wiggles a second finger in there while he squirms] No thanks. [grins]

*lets out a low hiss as he tries to back up. no, he doesn't know how to be still.* Maybe you will someday.

[ XDDDD You're a lean, mean, cleaning machine! ]

Stop squirming... [slips his other arm around Luke's waist to keep him still, leaving him to rest his forehead on his collarbone a little]

'm not... *starts panting quietly at the contact and wraps an arm around Luke's neck.*

[ XP At least cleaning isn't very destructive. XD ]

[laughs softly] You are so. [curls his fingers experimentally]

Ah! W-watch it..! *yelps, arching sharply up into the motion.*

You remember that thingie I mentioned? [curls his fingers again, prodding]

U-uh huh... *wiggles about even while clinging to him tightly.*

Stop squirming, and maybe I'll find it. [poke, prod. possibly wiggling a third finger in there.]

Not squirming. Getting comfortable. *oh, he found it alright. that much is obvious when he suddenly snaps at Luke's neck.*