[ Oh god. She was slowing down now that the curtain was shut. Somehow he wasn't prepared for that when she assails him with a double-whammy. It's the hot press of her tongue across cool skin, the slender hand upon his taut thigh while she does so...and the way she just refuses to break her gaze of his. But he's better than this. He's not so weak that he would crumple after a single round. They both have money to win from this, damn it! They can win together and then have a drink about it after. ...Even if Nami was currently doing the equivalent of building up his meter until he was so pent-up and had no choice but to spend it.
And he does manage. Barely. There's some self-control on his part by the time she fulfills her turn and goads him for his turn. A warm sigh escapes him as he can't help but keep her in his periphery while he reaches for the pair of 12-sided die. ]
Uh huh? You think so?
[ He says flatly, grunting briefly as he leans forward so not to disturb her too much, popping his boots off in the process to make getting his pants off the rest of the way far easier. Until they're unceremoniously shoved to the side with his foot and he's back to tumbling the dice in his palm. Careful as to not let them just fall away or roll too far, they slip from his fingertips as his first assignment to her is up. ]
You wanna stay down there for me while I lean in? Or do you wanna slide into my lap for this one?
[ Inwardly he's halfheartedly pleading she takes him up on the latter...because it's already impossible enough to try and hide that half-chub he's rocking while he slowly but surely starts getting harder in his briefs. ]
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And he does manage. Barely. There's some self-control on his part by the time she fulfills her turn and goads him for his turn. A warm sigh escapes him as he can't help but keep her in his periphery while he reaches for the pair of 12-sided die. ]
Uh huh? You think so?
[ He says flatly, grunting briefly as he leans forward so not to disturb her too much, popping his boots off in the process to make getting his pants off the rest of the way far easier. Until they're unceremoniously shoved to the side with his foot and he's back to tumbling the dice in his palm. Careful as to not let them just fall away or roll too far, they slip from his fingertips as his first assignment to her is up. ]
You wanna stay down there for me while I lean in? Or do you wanna slide into my lap for this one?
[ Inwardly he's halfheartedly pleading she takes him up on the latter...because it's already impossible enough to try and hide that half-chub he's rocking while he slowly but surely starts getting harder in his briefs. ]
Lick. Ear.