*internally waves to deporting brain cells; slides le other leg onto le mattress to feel le closer an’ stuff; moves hand from side of boyfriend’s face to Damey’s shirt when Damey’s fingers; grips Damey’s shirt.*
*a slight smile crosses his lips when he feels Ashleah’s hand clutch his shirt; settles a bit of his weight down, leaving some space below to continue his exploration; slowly runs his index finger up along the upper crease of her inner thigh, repeating the same motion on the other side; his middle finger joins as he gently drags them up along her center*
*explodes eighteen times; dizzies when Damey pulls lip.* **broken casual inhale; what do not close enough boyfriend. ksdjgfrkdsjngfsdxxsdgdht** *smiles lazily because Damey’s hand yay X3; tilts head back because feels are too abundant.*
*breaks away, his lips trailing down the underside of her jaw when girlfriend tilts her head back; his hand loosens it’s grip on hers, sliding down and unneccessarily grasping her wrist, holding it to the bed; gently nibbles, sucks on the delicate skin over her pulse point; kisses down the front of her neck to her throat hollow, pressing a soft kiss to the spot*
**dfjdkbxrhdkgh so done.** Oh, yeah, totally; line outside the door. XD But you’ve totally got a handle on it. I mean, come on. *gestures to pannercakes.* Lovey-dovey chocolatey pannercakes? Beautiful.
Just let me mark that on my list. XD **finger draws squiggly on palm.** *finishes pannercakes.* *reaches instinctively.* …
Way to go, cup. *gets up; washes plate because Shelly’s a douche; puts plate wherever to dry; walks to fridge; steals mo’e juice. :D*
*eats more pancakes; briefly entertains himself with mental images of what he’d do to his “competition”; snickers under his breath; raises his eyebrows* So, you’re saying that I’m currently the front-runner?
There’s a lot more where that came from… Just keep that in mind going forward. *laughs when Ashleah mimes taking notes; finishes pancakes, amused when girlfriend is unamused by her empty cup* I don’t know why you even bother putting the pitcher back. *gets up and walks to the sink to wash his plate*
Ooh, yummy. X3 *nommies pie X3; stifles laugh XD; swallows.* I love helping. :3 *holds straw up to Shelly’s lips. :3*
…Nope, I’m not exploding at all, nope nope nope. *hugs milkshake; condenses against my Shelly. X3*
*smiles at Ashleah when straw; takes a sip of milkshake* Mm… And I love it when you’re my partner in crime.
*chuckles; snuggles girlfriend* Aw, but it’s cute when you explode.
**d’oh, okay, really warm Shelly feels right now why does boyfriend have a stupid face.** D’um. X3 *laughs le airily when Damey salutes; really shyly eats food an’ stuff because boyfriend just like said lots of feels-y stuff an’ stuff and d’um. X3 X3; blushes casually.* I’ll let you know if you get the job. X3 kjsdfbksjdhfb Yeah, that’d be really cool. X3
*smiles when Ashleah acts all shy* If? I think you mean when. Oh, I take it that I have some pretty stiff competition, then? Well, just because it’s you, I’ll work for free for the time-being. My main priority is that you’re well taken care of. I think you’ll find that I’ll go to any lengths to make sure you’re satisfied with my service.
