Call me, call me any, anytime!

[buckingham]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[wantitall]

you love it

don't be a brat

oh wait, that's why i like you

[ well, that and the tits ]

man, you really are a desperate little thing

maybe i'm right outside the door

[nekked]

do not

[she totally does]

im sure my tits and ass have nothing to do with it.

[calling him out.]

any longer and im making u take me against that goddamn door

[wantitall]

maybe a little bit

you do have bangin tits babe

and i can't wait to see 'em in person

though not quite as bad as you're aching, i bet

[ the smugness will never end ]

you say like you have a choice

[ except is that a knock at the door? ]

[nekked]

[WOW. SOMEONE NEEDS A BIT OF HUMBLING??]

I can choose not to open the door.

[wantitall]

[ lol that'll be the day ]

i mean, you could

if you don't want to get dicked down until your eyes cross

it's up to you

but i'm here and i'm hard and i'm oh so ready to turn you to jelly, baby

[nekked]

big talk for a guy who never delivers on time

if there was a yelp for booty call I'd give you ☆☆☆☆☆ zero out of five stars

[wantitall]

wow, is that so

[ he's genuinely hurt. almost. ]

i mean, if that's how you feel, i can turn around and go

i'd hate to deliver subpar dick

[nekked]

idiot

dont start actin like ur feelings are hurt all of a sudden

all im saying is you better make it worth the wait

gotta redeem those stars somehow

[wantitall]

hey, i've got feelings too

sometimes

[ mostly just hungry and horny tho ]

c'mon, have i let you down yet?

why don't you open the door

i'll really make you see some stars

[nekked]

[were she a patient woman, chances are she'd draw this out a bit more, really make him beg for entry.

alas, Ryuuko has the attention span of a literal 5yr old. which is why the door to her apartment is flying open the second his thumbs press send on his final message.

to say she dressed up for the occasion is a bit of an understatement. all dolled up in sheer black lace with that signature red trim, bodice hugging the dip and curve of her figure like a second skin. she fixes him with a death defying glare, enough to make any man's blood run cold.... or hot? given the context. voice dripping with venom, far worse than any snake bite, she snarls.]

You're late.

[wantitall]

[ jackpot.

he's not surprised at her impatience, of course. they've done this dance enough, and ones like it, that he knew that it was only a matter of time before she opened the door. she was as bad at self-restrain as he was. it was part of what made them work so well.

he just smirks when she stands there, looking borderline murderous and hissing at him like she wants to kill. a different man, a lesser man, might shrink from that stare. instead, he grins, and lets his eyes wander over the perfect curves in her black lace. no, he doesn't shrink, but instead steps closer, leaning in with one arm on the door frame - just in case she gets pissy and tries to slam it in his face. ]

Maybe I would have come faster if I saw your tits in that. Damn, girl, you know how to make a man drool.

[ his eyes glitter as he meets her stare. ]

Shame I'm gonna tear it off you.