Sextual appetite

[justformemes]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[afterform]

Where are you?

[plate_builder]

My office, of course. It's only seven at night. Hardly time to head home yet.

[afterform]

Leave.

[plate_builder]

And go where? These documents aren't going to read and sign themselves. Has there been a threat I was not aware of?

[afterform]

Come to me.

[plate_builder]

That may be secure, but I'm not aware of where such a location would be.

[afterform]

Reeve. I'm waiting.

[plate_builder]

And where would that be? You can't expect me to walk out of my office in the middle of something I'm working on without an idea of WHERE I am going.

[afterform]

I thought you liked this kind of foreplay?

[plate_builder]

Minerva was that what this was?

I

Yes.

Yes I like this sort, Vincent. I'm sorry, I didn't understand what was going on. I get a little too deep into work.

[afterform]

Your specialty was always finding me. I wonder now, though, if I had always made it too easy for you.

Leave the depth for me, Reeve. I want you. Now.

[plate_builder]

You always made yourself easy to find.

I'm already waiting for the elevator.

[afterform]

No one else could say the same. Only you.

I can feel you closer already.

[plate_builder]

How many of them want to find you nearly so desperately as I?

[afterform]

I never thought on that. On them. Where are you now?

[plate_builder]

I need to fire whoever designed this elevator.
Which was probably me.
It's SO SLOW.

[afterform]

You keep yourself locked up in there all day and all night. Isn't it time to come out of your crypt?

[plate_builder]

I'm laughing at that word choice. Ah, the elevator has arrived. I'll hit the ground floor shortly.

I didn't even realize you were in town today.

[afterform]

(The elevator door opens with a flickering of the florescent light. If anything, it might just appear the elevator also has had a long day itself. Once Reeve steps in the elevator and the doors shut behind him, the elevator's light flickers again and a wash of red begins to spiral within the small box, swirling around Reeve's feet as if watching water working down a drain, except the flow of the crimson tide is in reverse and the pool gets bigger.

The elevator stops and the light flickers once again. Vincent takes form in front of Reeve and his cape continues to breathe around them. Like an anxious sentient being, careful of the metal walls within their small coffin. )

[plate_builder]

[Seriously, Vincent. There are some entrances that are just a bit overdone. This is one of them. But he smiles. His hand reaches out to pull Vincent against him.]

Really? This hardly seems private. Not that I'm complaining much.