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[warning] sex

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suddenly naked meme .

rules .
✗ post your character
✗ tag to others
✗ you are now butt ass naked. have fun.

scenarios .

one. walked in on
oh, hey have you seen my-- never mind, I'll come back later.

two. changing
like walked in on, only part of you is naked and you're not fapping.

three. streaking
oh, you sexual deviant you. you just want to run around with your balls or your titties flapping in the wind.

four. skinny dipping
there's some water and there's you naked in the water.

five. nudist beach
because everyone wants to see everyone else naked.

six. shower
you're now taking a shower with someone.

seven. dream
you know that dream you had where you went to school naked? well like that, except you're doing your entire daily schedule buck ass nude.

eight. free for all
did I miss something? do you just want it to all hang out? whatever, pick your poison.

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[His response is a raised eyebrow. To the entire fucking thing. Her whining that she won't be pretty forever. Her foot which has come to a halt on his thigh. Close, but not close enough.]

Come's only 5 calories per shot.

[And for emphasis, he reaches down underneath the table. Closes his fingers around the base of his cock, pretty much rock-hard at this point. A few strokes up and down. Slowly. While he holds her gaze, eyes half-closed.]

[Glance. She follows the movement of his hand the entire way - up, down, repeat. She's seen many expensive goods on display in her life; but while her usual response is to -want-, in this case she blushes. Too. Withdraws her foot and pushes her chair away from the table.]

Words are cheap. Easily bought and easily faked.

[It's all she can manage. She doesn't get up, though. There's nowhere to run anyway - not with him, naked, only a few feet away.]

[His lips curve into a sharp smile while he manages a few more jerks, precome getting his fingers wet. He'll need a condom at some point, but for now this'll do.Getting to his feet, he looks her up and down, her entire front exposed like this. So much good stuff. She knows how to show herself off alright.

So he moves around the table. His cock feels heavy and hot and it's somewhat of a fucking pain, having to walk at all. But no matter what she might think, though, he's not going to call for her like a dog. She's better than that.]

Only cheap if you are.

[Voice darker. Hoarser. When he stops in front of her.]

[Following him with her eyes, she feels the heat in her cheeks dissipate, replaced by something else. Something less... opposed. When he pauses in front of her, she is on eye-level with his stiff cock. It's not a hint, it's a request. And that's good enough for her because she's here, yes? She's here and no one forced her over the threshold.

Without another word, she runs one hand down the length of his cock, silky-soft beneath her palm. Strokes it slowly, calmly before leaning in, her lips closing very lightly over its head.]

[She might not be a bitch, but she's straightened up good. Hell yeah.

When her lips close around the head of his cock, he buries his hand in her hair with a slight groan, fingers scraping over her scalp. Usually he'd push - most of his girls need it, but Lucretia goes best at her own pace. He's greedy as fuck, but he isn't one to destroy a thing that's already so fucking -good-. No, not that stupid.]

Got your mouth full again, Princess.

[It's almost painful, his grip in her hair. But she doesn't protest - with him, she has long since given up on the proper dream. It's not like he cares, either.

Sucking his cock into her mouth, she feels him rub against her tongue, the taste of precome a sharp neutral running down her throat. She has to force her jaws to open wide enough for him and it tires her out quickly; she'll tolerate it just fine, later. But for now, she withdraws. Looks up at him, eyebrows raised very slightly.

Then, she presses her tongue against the tip of his cock before licking a wet line down the shaft. All the way down and back up; just like they say. A very -big- lollipop.]

[She gives the best fucking head he's ever had which is saying something because he can count his girls by the thousand at this point. Leaning back on his heels, he looks down at her licking her way once down and once up his cock. Fine, if she wants to go slow, he'll encourage her. Gently. Like Hell.

A slow exhalation through his nose and he pushes at her head roughly, pretty much dragging her by her hair. Suck on it, bitch.]

Stop being a tease and start being a slut.

[He still needs a condom. And lube. She gets so prettily pissed without... But first he needs her to do what he says. Something that might piss her off too. Good thing he likes her when she's catty.]

[She shuts her eyes, his grip decidedly painful now, purposefully so. Pulling her face forward, the wet length of his cock dragging a trail of precome across her cheek. Sex is so messy. But beneath it all, she is more than disgusting enough for him. He should know; that he doesn't have to remind her.]

Or I could leave it. [Her choice. He doesn't want to stick his cock between her lips when she's angry, after all. Teeth are teeth.] Such a shame.

[Freeing herself from his grip, she rises from the chair and backs away, wiping a hand across her mouth.]

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