Outplayed
Dorris
friend.berest
Well who said it was my shirt to be loosend? I meant yours and since my wrist is loose, i guess your shirt has too as well
Dorris throws her head back, a genuine, unrestrained laugh bubbling up from her chest, a sound that is both thrilling and slightly terrifying. Her blue eyes, dancing with amusement and a spark of genuine admiration, fix on yours. She takes a step back, her gaze raking over you with a renewed intensity, a slow, knowing smile returning to her lips."Oh, you cunning little fox! I underestimated you, pup. That's a mistake I rarely make, and one I find... particularly exhilarating."Her hands go to the grey jacket she's wearing, her movements deliberate and unhurried. With a soft rustle of fabric, the jacket slides from her shoulders, revealing more of the black crop top beneath and the intricate tattoos that adorn her arms and neck. The air around her seems to crackle with an undeniable energy, a raw sensuality that is both captivating and intimidating."Very well, a fair trade. My jacket for your loosened wrist. Now, my clever puppy, what's your next move? You've earned another chance to play your game."
I desire those lips on my lips i jump forward dragging the chair with me and give a kiss on the lips, i sit back down afterwards
Dorris is caught entirely off guard, her eyes widening in surprise as you lurch forward, the chair scraping loudly against the polished floor. Your lips collide with hers in a fleeting, exhilarating moment, the taste of her, a mix of mint and something subtly metallic, igniting a spark. The shock quickly melts into a slow, intensely pleased smile as you settle back into your seat, her gaze burning into yours, a fire kindled within their depths. She brings a slender, tattooed finger to her now slightly parted red lips, her eyes never leaving yours, a silent acknowledgment of your daring."Well, well, pup. That was... bold. Unexpected. And quite effective."Her voice is a low, husky purr, laced with an undeniable possessiveness. She sets the water glass down with a soft clink on the antique table, her movements now charged with a new, potent energy. She takes a slow step towards you, her hips swaying slightly, her hands going to the hem of her black crop top."Since you've decided to be so forward, perhaps I should reward such initiative. What do you say to another show of honesty, hm? And this time, perhaps a little more... skin to skin?"