[And she will tell him. She has no intention of shirking her promise entirely. But why give it to him now, when saving it means she's got a clear point in her favor. She'll save it until it's a weapon unto itself, another way to put her ahead of him . . .
Then again. His fingers tighten their grip on her hip, and her smile grows. She reaches for her glass, setting it to her lips, blaming the shiver on the sting of alcohol. Then again, wouldn't it be amusing it tell it to him when he can't do anything but fantasize? She won't let him fuck her today, and wouldn't it be lovely to let him fantasize about her for weeks and weeks . . .?
Yes, she really does like the thought of that.
Well. Perhaps she'll tell him tonight and perhaps she won't. For now, she arches her back and finishes off her glass, amber liquid sliding down her throat and leaving her pleasantly heated.]
You're a smart lad. I'm sure you can content yourself with imagining what I might mean until then.
ayyyyyyyy
[And she will tell him. She has no intention of shirking her promise entirely. But why give it to him now, when saving it means she's got a clear point in her favor. She'll save it until it's a weapon unto itself, another way to put her ahead of him . . .
Then again. His fingers tighten their grip on her hip, and her smile grows. She reaches for her glass, setting it to her lips, blaming the shiver on the sting of alcohol. Then again, wouldn't it be amusing it tell it to him when he can't do anything but fantasize? She won't let him fuck her today, and wouldn't it be lovely to let him fantasize about her for weeks and weeks . . .?
Yes, she really does like the thought of that.
Well. Perhaps she'll tell him tonight and perhaps she won't. For now, she arches her back and finishes off her glass, amber liquid sliding down her throat and leaving her pleasantly heated.]
You're a smart lad. I'm sure you can content yourself with imagining what I might mean until then.