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[devoutish]

Solomons & Melborn
1108 Sweet Cream Street

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[furgood]

No--I was-- If you don't get it off soon I'm not letting you take it off at all. I'll taunt you with it. [She slips herself into his lap and presses close, so he can feel the difference between lace and skin ]

[devoutish]

[Welp, no more fooling around now. He pops the clasp and gently pulls it off, then wastes no time smoothing his fingers over the bare skin along the underside of her breasts.]

[furgood]

[Proper motivation and all. Not that he needed it but Meulin is impatient. There's a little sigh at the ever present relief of being freed from a bra and then a little catch in her breath ] Better.

[Settled in his lap gives her plenty of options on what to do next but she doesn't take much advantage. Simply time for more eager kissing ]

[devoutish]

Now you're further along than me.

[He murmurs, shifting a little under her. He's not in any particular rush, though - there's too much to admire right in front of him.]

[furgood]

Hmm? [Laughs] How's that? Shirt, shirt.

[devoutish]

[He counters:]

Two pieces of clothing, one piece of clothing.

[furgood]

[Hum ] You have fewer pieces than me. Do belts count in this? Socks, shoes?

[devoutish]

I don't know.

[He says, pretending to consider this.]

Why don't you take off the belt and see.

[furgood]

[Trying and failing to hide a grin]

Oh let's see. [She carefully undoes his belt and attempts to pull it off. It's a process ]

[devoutish]

[But hopefully not a difficult one - his belt is fairly uncomplicated. He'll leave her to do it all by herself as he continues running his hands over her shoulders and chest. He wants to lean in for a kiss - either to her mouth, or elsewhere - but doesn't want to get in the way of her mission.]

[furgood]

[It only takes as long as it does because she's not used to doing this seated on the person's lap. It requires a little more squirming and awkward reaching, distracted by his caresses.

That and her determination to remove it entirely and not just undo the buckle. She grins, draping it over her shoulders and holding the ends taut ]

Two and two then.

[devoutish]

Gonna keep that?

[He makes a playful swipe for it.]

[furgood]

I might. [Grins and drapes it over her arms like a shawl] I took it off all by myself, fair is fair.

[devoutish]

Does that mean I get some of your things?

[His hands trail down to whatever she's wearing as a lower garment, searching for buttons or ties.]

[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 ]

[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.]

[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]

Come here.

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

[furgood]

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