Maybe he does have to decide right this second. Well, fine. He can always change his mind in a while.
He takes a condom and drops his shorts without ceremony, kicking them away to join the rest of his clothes by the door. He wants this, he does, but he can't help the feeling that he should want it more.
'Ride me for a bit?'
He spins it into a question at the last second, to make it less of an order. Though he doesn't think she'd object to a firmer hand too much. He climbs onto the bed and sits propped against the frame, ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth.
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Date: 2016-11-17 02:20 am (UTC)From:He takes a condom and drops his shorts without ceremony, kicking them away to join the rest of his clothes by the door. He wants this, he does, but he can't help the feeling that he should want it more.
'Ride me for a bit?'
He spins it into a question at the last second, to make it less of an order. Though he doesn't think she'd object to a firmer hand too much. He climbs onto the bed and sits propped against the frame, ripping the condom wrapper with his teeth.
'I want to look at you.'