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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[furgood]

[She tilts her head in contemplation] Meowbe. [She's wearing one of her nicer pairs of shorts, with lace insets and decorative trim but there is indeed a button to be found ]

I'll need the shirt and shorts back unless you want me to walk back topless.

[devoutish]

That would be very scandalous, yes.

[He undoes the button, then starts slooooowly sliding the shorts down her hips.]

[furgood]

[She lifts her hips helpfully, dropping the belt to put her hands on his shoulders .
Her eyes half close ]

[devoutish]

All right?

[He murmurs, his fingers hooking around the edge of her underwear, just on the cusp of pulling them down along with her shorts.]

[furgood]

Hmn? [Her attention is on those small sensations, the whisper of touch. She drags her gaze up to focus on him and smiles ] Yes. Worried?

[She strokes down his chest lazily and undoes the button of his pants ]

[devoutish]

Not in the least.

[He is, unsurprisingly, pretty damn hard by now, his dick straining against the cloth of his underwear.]

You?

[furgood]

Not at all. You just hesitated so I asked. Figure you're just being thoughtful.

[Unsurprising but no less of interest. She strokes a single finger up and then down, teasing ]

[bywolves]

[ Oh, hello question he doesn't want to answer. ]

Often enough. [ Sniff. ] Did I talk about it a lot last night?

[devoutish]

No, you just brought it up. In passing.

[devoutish]

[He stifles a groan, and it comes out stuttering.]

You're still ahead--

[Except not, because he's got her shorts and underwear as far down as he can get them now. She'll have to do the rest.]

[bywolves]

[ A long pause. ]

What did I say? [ He's frowning, not that Alfie can see it. ]

[furgood]

[Meulin presses her palm up and along the length and laughs ] Maybe but do you really mind. [She fumbles with them one handed before climbing up onto her knees and pushing them down a little further ]

Should have wore a skirt..[She kicks them off with a huff ]

[devoutish]

[Quietly:]

That you wanted to make wine with our names on it.

[bywolves]

[ That's pretty tame, he thinks. Hesitantly: ]

Well - yes. I'd like to do that. We've talked about that before, making wine together.

[devoutish]

Yeah.

[He pushes himself a little closer.]

You said you wanted it to remember me by.

[bywolves]

[ Oh.

Silence. Then: ]

I... yeah. [ A long pause. ] I'd like to - build up physical reminders. Presents you get me. Things we do together. I'd like to take more videos. Pictures. With the tablets.

[devoutish]

All right.

[Then after a moment, he adds:]

You're not selfish.

[devoutish]

Come here.

[He tries to pull her down to him for another kiss, his dick throbbing under her palm.]

[bywolves]

[ Wince. ]

I am, a little.

[devoutish]

We all are, a little. What makes you different?

[furgood]

[She gives in easily, settling back into his lap but not giving up her slow tease. She gives him a heated kiss ]

[devoutish]

[Another groan, just as stifled. He arches his hips up into hers, reaching down to try to pull off his underwear as well.]

[bywolves]

Good point, I suppose. [ He holds Alfie's shirt very tightly, supremely uncomfortable with this conversation. ] I don't know.

[devoutish]

I said that I was, too. Dunno if you remember that.

[bywolves]

I don't. [ Remember that. ] Why do you think you are?