<img style="avatar" src="http://i.imgur.com/OHyHtms.png" style="max-width:25%;float:right;margin:0 0 18px 18px;]Kae wore her charms like armor; a shield from the malevolence Ventus showed when he spoke of games. A lack of games, as it were. She didn't believe him for a second, and with a disapproving frown, the Synthetic responded quietly with, "I'm not what you want, Mr. Astartes. If anything, I'm just another plaything you thought you wanted to fill an otherwise empty house." Her blue hues broke from Ventus to search the bedroom for a moment, the hand following the outline of her figure a secondary focal point she could ignore for the time being. "You can tell me otherwise if you want, but I'm no fool, Mr. Astartes. Please do not treat me like one." Her lips shifted to a defiant line, pursed and paused through her thoughts as though she meant to gather more ammo to gun down future excuses. Kae meant what had been said, every word, and any indication that Ventus was trying to pull the wool over her eyes would be met with swift verbal retaliation.
After all, Kae remained free, even if she was throned upon Ventus clothed sex.
Of course, even that article of clothing was a short lived barrier, replaced by warm skin and faint hair follicles. Hairless as she was, the sensation was always noticeable, and the Synthetic lowered her gaze over his lap in muted assessment. Initially, she considered climbing off of the male to retreat to the room she had been offered previously, but she thought better of the action. Instead, with a small smile capturing her countenance, the woman asked, "Do you really want to know? Alright, Mr. Astartes." A set of manicured digits rose to brush the length of the mobster's jaw while her vocals lulled on in their disarming way. "Your first move would be to get to know me. Not how I feel, or whether I'm fully functional- no. It would be to ask questions, and to receive answers. That would be the correct approach to courtship, Mr. Astartes."
With a shift of her hips, Kae's body moved against Ventus' as the gap between their chests was closed, leaving the two touching from the neck down. Her next message came at the crest of his ear, quieter now as what was stated was done in secret. "But I know you won't do that. You won't ask me about my past, or get to know who I am. You don't want to know those details. You just want to get your dick wet." And with that, Kae pulled away once more to grind dangerously close to the male's pressed erection. It would linger between them like a menace, unacknowledged because the woman knew that as long as she ignored him, he would fixate. In an almost taunting manner, she enjoyed leaving him to wait; the waters could be tested by both individuals in this regard.
"Tell me I'm wrong, Mr. Astartes." Kae didn't expect he could do any such thing, so her visage offered a smile one might read as condescending.
After all, Kae remained free, even if she was throned upon Ventus clothed sex.
Of course, even that article of clothing was a short lived barrier, replaced by warm skin and faint hair follicles. Hairless as she was, the sensation was always noticeable, and the Synthetic lowered her gaze over his lap in muted assessment. Initially, she considered climbing off of the male to retreat to the room she had been offered previously, but she thought better of the action. Instead, with a small smile capturing her countenance, the woman asked, "Do you really want to know? Alright, Mr. Astartes." A set of manicured digits rose to brush the length of the mobster's jaw while her vocals lulled on in their disarming way. "Your first move would be to get to know me. Not how I feel, or whether I'm fully functional- no. It would be to ask questions, and to receive answers. That would be the correct approach to courtship, Mr. Astartes."
With a shift of her hips, Kae's body moved against Ventus' as the gap between their chests was closed, leaving the two touching from the neck down. Her next message came at the crest of his ear, quieter now as what was stated was done in secret. "But I know you won't do that. You won't ask me about my past, or get to know who I am. You don't want to know those details. You just want to get your dick wet." And with that, Kae pulled away once more to grind dangerously close to the male's pressed erection. It would linger between them like a menace, unacknowledged because the woman knew that as long as she ignored him, he would fixate. In an almost taunting manner, she enjoyed leaving him to wait; the waters could be tested by both individuals in this regard.
"Tell me I'm wrong, Mr. Astartes." Kae didn't expect he could do any such thing, so her visage offered a smile one might read as condescending.
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