[ even if the television wasn't cranked up so high they could hear it from down the hall, chances are cassidy would be paying too close attention to it to notice any damning noises coming from her room — that, or he'd tell them to be louder so he could enjoy the show from the couch. but she's not thinking about her roommate, her submissive, one of her arguably closest friends right now; she's thinking about the sight she's got sprawled out across her bed, and the way she can feel him tensing up in anticipation beneath her as she kisses down his body.
and then he pokes her with something from somewhere and she whirls around with a gasp to find the offender, her mouth dropping open in mild astonishment when she finds his tail hovering in the air behind her. ]
Hey. [ she directs her own playful swat at his upper arm, then retaliates by leaning down to bite a grip on his shirt and worry the fabric playfully with her teeth — though not enough to tear it. in fact, she's not going to be deterred from her mission to keep going, although she does sit up in order to reach for his tail, watching him out of the corner of her eye as she gently runs her fingers along its length. ]
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and then he pokes her with something from somewhere and she whirls around with a gasp to find the offender, her mouth dropping open in mild astonishment when she finds his tail hovering in the air behind her. ]
Hey. [ she directs her own playful swat at his upper arm, then retaliates by leaning down to bite a grip on his shirt and worry the fabric playfully with her teeth — though not enough to tear it. in fact, she's not going to be deterred from her mission to keep going, although she does sit up in order to reach for his tail, watching him out of the corner of her eye as she gently runs her fingers along its length. ]
What's it feel like?