I may not be a doctor or genius or anything, but I'm figuring out the equation here. Less clothes means more heat. I advocate nakedness for both of us to see if I'm right.
[He pulls her in against him, hand sliding up under the back of her shirt to tickle over her skin as the nuzzling turned into a kiss.]
[He pulls her in against him, hand sliding up under the back of her shirt to tickle over her skin as the nuzzling turned into a kiss.]
Mm, I don't know. I think I like the idea of you stripping for me. You seem well versed in the art of the flirty tease.
[He felt her touch, down his chest, along his thigh, his body responding accordingly. His hands moved down to rest on her ass, giving it a squeeze as he pulled her in against him.]
I do love a good show.
[He felt her touch, down his chest, along his thigh, his body responding accordingly. His hands moved down to rest on her ass, giving it a squeeze as he pulled her in against him.]
I do love a good show.
[He laughs at the smack, but flips through the choices until he comes to something that seemed appropriate.]
Consider this the upper echelon of class.
Consider this the upper echelon of class.
[His hands rest on his thighs and a smile sits on his face. This certainly hadn't been the first strip show he'd been privy to, but each one had their own charm. When you could live forever, you had to learn to enjoy what was in the moment, not be constantly reminded of the past. She was young, pretty, and confident in her sexuality.
He liked that about her.]
He liked that about her.]
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