"Really?" I ask, brow lifting at that intriguing promise of later. But then Bits reaches out for me and I can't help but to let myself be pulled in towards the bed. I stop and open the bedside drawer to pull out the small tube of lube that I use to jerk off, cheeks flushing a bit as I rest it on the bed.
"What part of you do you want to feel, mon chou?" I ask lowly, sliding my hands up his inner thighs to slowly push them apart. My fingers glide over his skin, over the juncture of his hip and thigh. "My mouth? Or my fingers?"
I lean down to press a kiss to his hip, dragging my tongue through the groove of it. "Mm, or maybe both."
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"What part of you do you want to feel, mon chou?" I ask lowly, sliding my hands up his inner thighs to slowly push them apart. My fingers glide over his skin, over the juncture of his hip and thigh. "My mouth? Or my fingers?"
I lean down to press a kiss to his hip, dragging my tongue through the groove of it. "Mm, or maybe both."