1700 hrs
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~*~PleasureMistress~*~ has started a new game with the following players:
~*~PleasureMistress~*~
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Rehearsals
"Mmmmnnnyeah and by the time I'm through with you…"Alice spent a little extra time traversing the bed and making an entire spectacle of her crawl, alternating getting her legs under her and then performing a little pounce on that poor stage-bed.
Thankfully, it was plenty good enough for it, allowing her to lunge after making it halfway through, pushing off of her planted palms and shins and propelling her with confidence… or was it faith?
…to land with a courageous bounce almost right onto Ben's lap, arms extended to catch his shoulders, sending blanket-edges fluttering in the wake of the movement.
"…you're gonna have a freshly-imprinted dental hardware fetish."
Holly had to really try and scorch the line on that knife's edge between demure playfulness but with enough volume for the stage.
As she delivered that line, however, she started to inch up your lap in tiny, deliberate increments like her debase movements were a counterpoint to the silliness of her dialogue, and she had to summon the entire breadth of her willpower not to fall off of the narrow band of experience that wrapped all of this up around the persona of Alice she was still developing even this close to opening night.
To take the eyeballs of the other actors watching, the brightness of the gel-colored lights and the three-sided stage, to envelop it around that identity.
…and it was worryingly a little too easy. Be somebody else.
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Rehearsals
It's an experiment, but then, it's always an experiment. See how it read, how it felt, with a slight shift in tone.The dress rehearsals, the focus and hours required of them all was a blessing, really. Anything less, and he'd be lost in the worry, stress, and guilt that came from their fight. They never fought. But that damage was done, and while he is doing his best to make up for it, he doesn't feel he's succeeded.
So thank goodness for rehearsals.
And costuming. He was still in pj pants and a t-shirt - not that different than the yoga pants, really. Holly, though? Damn. Not that his eyes are on her, yet, instead his attention shifts from the yearbook he's looking at on the bed, to the phone as the ding signals a message.
A sliver of worry and insecurity, as he notes it is from Nate. Doubt. At least until Holly emerges into the doorway, in the deeply flattering lingerie, and he gets a proper look at her. And as Ben, he does look, a thing he'd never allow himself to do as Leo. Or would try not to. The yearbook flipped shut, forgotten, heated gaze on the woman in the doorway.
At least until she reveals the retainer, his laugh projected to carry, along with his smile. "Oh, yes! This is the full seventh-grade Alice experience."
It is maybe a weird line.
As you make your way over, the yearbook is absent-mindedly shuffled out of the way as he shifts to his back, propped up on his elbows, an invitation there in his body language, in the mix of amusement and attraction of his eyes on you.
Nice ass, hon
looking in
yep
Don’t you hate it when that happens?
Darn
thanks...rti.... LP
That’s it. Take it all
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shame I am no longer a member.
Starts pelvic thrusts while still holding your head still
*waves and blinks her right eye*
Cupping your head
Pushing in deeper
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