Board Thread:Konoha General RP/@comment-25955740-20170911012512/@comment-25955740-20170912021140

Pressing a bit harder into his lap, it was instinctual and she couldn’t help it. The pressure from this desired treat between his legs almost answered this call that sung, sinfully or not, there was something about the idea of being taken by him that consumed her more in appeal; expectations will always be made. He wanted to speak about his throbbing, she didn’t want to speak about the tingling between her thighs or this awkward vibration that called for a longing pleasure that only he could give. Lifting her cheek from his, his hands cupped around her face and shifted her to look directly upon him and it was so familiar, expressions of frustration were always unique. She didn’t get the sense he was upset at her, more so, it was like that one time she choose to visit him, she didn’t think so hard on it. So. She could confirm that her attraction to him wasn’t one sided, that was good and that made her left nervous.   A reward ? Oh . Pity . Curling at the corners of her soft lips, she offered more than just a sly smile, it was a clever and quite mischievous, possibly, it was a define smirk at this point. A little lack of control wouldn't hurt, right? She loved to test the the waters and the grounds she was given, despite her nervousness, he indirectly made her feel a bit empowered, which could be good or bad. As a Vixen, she loved wiggling to tease and play, it’ll be against her traits to not do such. He was direct, she was indirect, it was perfect. How long could she play around with him until he punished her, why did she think this way? Moving her hands over to his wrists, she grabbed softly and gently as her lips parted. “ Oh? How would like your reward? ” She hummed in a frisky tune. Despite his usage of instant , she was taking a bit longer on that. Shifting her to her knees, awhile gently, if he allowed, she’ll pry his hands from her cheeks.   <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">Saddling up on him in a sense to the word. Even adding a playful grind. It was a tease, barely allowing him to be able to press against now exposed pure and untainted flower that held itself denied. She could <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;font-style:italic;white-space:pre-wrap;">ACT <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(67,67,67);font-weight:400;white-space:pre-wrap;">naive, but she knew what she was doing. Revenge maybe? He did cause a mess with her last time.