I laugh - I knew even the slightest mention of food would perk his interest - and lean in with a cooing smile, spreading my palm flat and hot against his leg and rubbing a rough stroke up from the knee of his jeans towards his groin. I learned, last time, that I have to lay it on a bit thick to tip this one to any sort of culinary innuendo I mean to ply him with.
"Whatever kind you would like, though I suggest meat...or sausage. I could feed you~" I trill, watching the crinkle of his nose and the curl of the corner of his lip, gauging his mood. "Like a pair of lovers~"
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Date: 2012-09-20 01:27 am (UTC)"Whatever kind you would like, though I suggest meat...or sausage. I could feed you~" I trill, watching the crinkle of his nose and the curl of the corner of his lip, gauging his mood. "Like a pair of lovers~"