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Relaxes
settling back against her chair, having released her grip on your nipples a delighted look upon her face."I'll allow you to thank me properly later"
Makes me smile. Funny how the dog lets the elephant *almost* catch him and then moves.
You lean -just- close enough that she can catch the scent of you, a slightly slower blink as she breathes you in, but not so slow that she doesn't catch that lofted brow, the bit of playful dare in it. Wherever you were, it's not as if it matters one bit to her. The mystery of it catches her attention though.Mmm... bold choice.
The red hot shot is ordered, which is a blend of Fireball and tequila, if you happen to be watching what the bartender is pouring. She is not. All her focus has shifted to you, no longer darting about. Emboldened by some mix of time alone and vodka, the intensity increases as a flash of something raw and fierce crosses your eyes, momentarily replacing that smile.
Their loss, clearly.
An attempt to bring the playfulness back into the conversation, though even she is aware of her intentional use of a term free from gender. Just as quickly, it reminds her of Leo and her expression falters. Just the briefest trip over something that she knows she isn't hiding well. Nor is she trying, really. Instead, just reeling it back in to get that chuckle from you. One that makes her warm from within.
A visual assessment of you as if she could calculate just how much tequila she needs, but in the end, she shrugs both bare shoulders, the bow slipping from her left, delicate fingers catching it just before it falls free. Clearly, it wouldn't take much.
You've already told me you're out of practice. It can't be that much.
Considering you've got a handful of inches of height and a significant amount of muscle on her, she'd actually bet it's far more than it'll take to get her drunk. Though, she's well-versed in it. Especially of late.
Soft lips part to answer your question or perhaps bat a new one back at you when you add on possibilities.
It seems there is a liquor store within walking distance that's open all night.
Offered with a wriggle of fingers at her phone.
Which just leaves the next decision of where to drink it.
Which certainly sounds like an offer, though even she is nudged off kilter by the reach of your fingers. Momentarily frozen as you move slowly enough to tuck her hair back behind her ear, just the gentlest touch bringing an uptick in the beat of her heart.
Yes.
Now you've got her losing her words, as if the touch absorbed a bit of her banter right from her. Only once they drift does she seem to reanimate in a rush of chemicals and thoughts, eyes twinkling with mischief as she lifts her martini to down the last of it. The bartender seems to have delivered your shot, but she can no longer track if she already finished the drink he brought her or if it never came. It no longer matters.
He's already dropping off tabs and she signs hers quickly, tipping even more generously than she would've and tucking her card away in her clutch. You only get a moment to see her name, if you're looking, because then she's sliding it across the bar with a push of her fingers and slipping from the cushioned chair to her feet. No heels tonight, just strappy sandals that lace up her ankles.
Fingers of her free hand catch yours and give a little tug.
C'mon.
To alcohol, then to... adventure, wherever that lands them.
thank you Goddess for allowing me to brush your shoesblue eyes looking up to meet your dark orbs
as the afterglow is sending a warm smile on my lips after orgasm
KASKisses Are Secrets
Do you wear perfume or cologne of any kind, and if so,
what are your favorites?I usually like a good gourmand scent... chocolate, vanilla, cinnamon. But lately I have a thing for Dior Joy. It's a bright, cheerful scent, but rather pricey, so I buy the little sample vials for $5-10 and use them sparingly.
What about you?
And then she was just ecstatic
Walks to place and sits
Enters
hall
howdy
YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
ooooh. njjiwhnfgikjgf2weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzzzohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ...nowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
i'm flyinggggggggggggggg
Dance
Y'all
NNaked
then I laugh "or I'll use the heel instead"
Remember talc?
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