Double D'd up, on a Thursday afternoon. Hella stacked.

[cuntryroads]

RATE THAT CHEST MEME

You know the "rate that ass" meme? Well, here's a meme that allows you to rate the opposite! This includes a man's chest, a woman's chest, even a treasure chest if you're really into that sort of thing. Just show it off and give a rating from 0 (the absolute worst!!) to 10 (HELL YEAH) and go from there. Simple as that! And make sure to have fun!

Comments

[erbe]

—So that's what it is! You're scared that you'll want to give a titjob! Don't worry, you'd have to plump up for that to be appealing. Hahaha, maybe you should save up and buy yourself a dildo to suck on.

[Tohsaka doesn't own any toys of her own, but the thought is tempting. Especially with the idea of shutting Bandou up by stuffing his mouth full of strap.]

[pettymuch]

[ can he please just retreat entirely into his hoodie? ]

I don't want to suck dick!

1/2

[erbe]

[Okay, okay. She can't push that too much further or else he'll continually reject it out of spite. So she laughs at his refusal, but doesn't tease him on that any longer.]

[erbe]

[Instead she'll pivot and continue teasing elsewhere! Tohsaka closes the distance between them, and plays with his hoodie's zipper.]

Would you rather suck something else, then?

[pettymuch]

[ god she's good at playing him. His head tilts down, making it obvious he's looking at her chest despite his shades still being on. ]

If it's on you, yeah.

[erbe]

I've changed my consideration into an approval. I'll indulge you for enduring all that so well~ ♥

[But when she grabs hold of the hoodie zipper she pulls it all the way up.]

When we're in private quarters, of course.

[pettymuch]

[ as exciting as that news is, there's the smallest sound of disappointment as she teases him with that zipper move. ]

So tonight, right?

[erbe]

Yes, if you behave. Can you do that?

[She'll push the middle of his sunglasses up the bridge of his nose.]

[pettymuch]

Yeah of course I can! As long as you don't go making up rules without telling me.

[erbe]

[She'll probably just go easy on him. If only because she hopes to segue back to his nipples in retaliation.]

Now why would I do that?

[pettymuch]

Cause you like to mess with me.

[ yet here he is. ]

[erbe]

I suppose I cannot deny that. Yet you don't seem to hate me for it.

[Though who could blame her? He has some pretty cute reactions.]

[pettymuch]

I don't. Sometimes friends are just like that.

[erbe]

[Really? Well how much more of an asshole does she have to be to prove to people they shouldn't be friends with her!? No, don't get sucked into this. He's in a gang, it's different.

Tohsaka just yanks his sunglasses and sets them atop her head. Resting on her crown like a stolen tiara rather than actually wearing them.]

I suppose I should consider testing your threshold someday...

[pettymuch]

[ He blinks a few times at the sudden brightness. That move was actually really cute. A very 'girlfriend' thing to do. He gets a silly grin on. Enjoy that view of his cute face again, Tohsaka! ]

No, you're pretty much stuck with me now. Especially wearing my shades like that.

[erbe]

[Well, that was certain a gigantic mistake. His much easier to deal with and push around with the shades on. Because they she doesn't have to see his expression. How soft he can be, and how human he is. A part of her wants to frantically slap them back on his face, but... that would be too obvious.]

What do they have to do with anything?

[pettymuch]

It's cute. Kinda like when a girl will wear her boyfriend's jacket when she's cold, even though it's way too big for her.

[ He might slowly be realizing how whenever she blushes around him, it's always without the glasses on. ]

I can lend you one of those too, if you want!

[erbe]

No.

[Ugh!!! A part of her wants to grab the shades and toss them on the ground, but. She's not a toddler. Sure, she may act out, but — Tohsaka huffs, and folds her arms across her chest defensively.]

Take them back.

[pettymuch]

Fine.

[ In one surprisingly smooth motion, the sunglasses are plucked from Tohsaka's head and replaced with his baseball cap. ]

You can wear that instead!

[erbe]

I — I don't want this!

[She already hates the indignant yelp she made when he slapped it on her. An embarrassment!]

It messed up my hair!

[She pulls it off and immediately tries to smooth down all the hair standing up from static.]

[pettymuch]

[ He'll purposefully (?) fold his glasses up and hook them on the neck of his hoodie. Can't go covering up those eyes again. ]

It would have been fine if you left it on. You looked cute in it!

[erbe]

My hairstyle isn't the best for it either.

[And even if she looks more "mature" with her hair down she's reluctant to favor that style. After all the ribbons she wears always remind her of her sister. The last gift she gave to Sakura was a ribbon before her father gave the girl away to the Matou family.

Tohsaka frowns, but it's not as angry or frustrated as one would expect from her protests.]

Why do you wear this stuff? Don't like seeing yourself?

[pettymuch]

Alright, fine. Sorry I messed it up.

[ He takes the cap back, replacing it on his own head. She had told him her ribbons were important to her when they first met. Maybe he shouldn't have covered them up like that. ]

I think I look pretty cool in it.

[ It's not uncommon attire for the type of people he hangs out with. But there's more than that. ]

But, I guess it's also a comfort thing.

[erbe]

You find comfort in... being practically anonymous?

[Tohsaka will now take the time to let her hair out of the ribbons just so she can finger comb her thick waves before putting it back up.]

[pettymuch]

Not anonymous. More like a way to avoid scrutiny...

[ He shakes his head, unhooking his glasses from his shirt so he can slip them back on. There's obviously a deeper meaning behind that, but he doubts she cares. Much less that he wants to think or talk about it. He deflects to a more literal reasoning. ]

It's warm, too. I don't like being cold.