crossmyheartandhope | Monster Bingo 3.0 Overflow

...let's do it.

Shall we go find a car then?

Lead the way, dude.

[He reaches out to take his hand - flushes deeply, when he realizes that's going to require leaving wearing this,]

[He takes his hand and is gonna lead him to a car!]

[He is dying, please no one else perceive him!!!]

[He looks back at Hurricane, and at least he isn't drawing out the walk.]

[He'll open the door to the back of the car.] Right this way.

[Climbing in fast, god he is embarrassed,]

[He chuckles, following in after.]

[And once the door is closed, he's gonna kiss Hurricane again.]

[Makes a muffled sort of sound in surprise, but it only takes him a beat to recover and kiss back]

[He hums, already licking his lips, settling himself between Hurricane's legs, hands moving to run along his thighs.]

[Oh, that escalated quickly]

[Which isn't to say he isn't taking hold of Rye to pull him in for that kiss, shivering softly at the hands on his thighs]

[Hurricane put a dress on for him and walked here. He deserved a reward.]

[He teases at his lips with light nips, hand resting on the garter. Before snapping it against his skin.]

[He sucks in a sharp gasp, at the snap of the garter - shifts a little, on the seat of the car]

[He tilts his head up into the kiss, trying to deepen it beyond those teasing little nips]

[He grins into the kiss.] Should get you more stockings. [A soft murmur against his kips.]

[Before deepening the kiss, tongue pressing into his mouth, hands rubbing slow circles on his thighs, under the skirt.]

[The flush goes deeper, at the mention of stockings; he opens his mouth as though to make some reply, but then Rye is finally licking into his mouth to deepen the kiss, and he shudders and subsides]

[His own hands come up to trail over Rye's sides and back, eager and a little restless]

[He sighs softly into the kiss, tongue eager to taste and explore his mouth, using the extra length to his full advantage. His hands run up and down his thighs, lightly tugging on the garter with each pass, just to rrmind Hurricane of it. Shifting closer to press between his thighs.]

[He parts his legs a little, obligingly - shivers and shifts, trying to tug Rye nearer]

[He hums, moving closer, hiking up the skirt more as he settles between his legs, hands moving to guide them to hook behind him.]

[He breaks the kiss to nuzzke and kiss his neck a few moments.] I should get you more clothes like this. Its so easy to touch you with a skirt.

[He shivers again, harder - spreads his legs a little wider]

I mean. It'seasyto touch me in other stuff, too. Ain't it?

Not like this. [His nibbles just under his ear to whisper.] I have to strip you of your normal clothes to fuck you. But if I got you panties to match the skirt...

Just have to move a little fabric aside, don't I~? [His hands move up to squeeze his ass, pressing him close to the forming bulge.] As is, would just need to take off the underwear. And the skirt would hide so much, I could take you. Right. Here.

[He makes a small sound, at the back of his throat - chokes it down, flushing dark]

[From the feel of it, the bulge in Hurricane's boxer-briefs has long since formed; his breath is a little shaky, and he shifts beneath Rye]

We're like... we're right in the middle of the game tower.

We have almost done it in a closet. And wings just naturally hide more in this space. [He can keep them close, but hiding a good angle to watch is difficult with that much there.]

Would you like it, Hurricane? [His hips slowly grind against his, hands rubbing his thighs before moving to squeeze his ass intermittently.] My cock pounding into you as you avoid crying out, avoid drawing too much attention, because the wings and skirt make it just hard enough to look inside. Just hard enough to tell you're getting your brains fucked out as long as you don't scream. Maybe if you do avoid us grtting noticed, I'll even let you fuck my new pussy, you seemed to like it before. Would be fun right, being milked dry when there's so many people around, getting fucked and rode over and over.

[His breath stutters in his throat; he shifts again, hips pressing up into the slow pressure]

Jesus. That's -

[Another shaky breath; he has to bite down on his lip for a second, to try and hold it together]

I - I dunno if I could keep quiet.

Edited 2021-11-15 00:37 (UTC)

Hmm, you do beg so pretty though. [His hand snaps the garter at his thigh.]

[His hips keep moving, grinding his cock against his through their clothes, kissing along his collar bone.] Even if someone saw...would that make you stop?

Or would you just want it more?

[The flush goes darker still; he squirms again, restless, hips jolting sharply upward at the snap of the garter]

O-of course we'd have to stop. That's - we're in the middle of the Game Tower, dude.

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom

Re: Before prom