[ He raises an eyebrow at her question, like it’s as nonsensical as it seems to be to him. He’s hard, he’s gasping when she takes a hold of his dick, he’s gripping onto her hips when she crawls into his lap, presses her chest to his own.
Oh, he’s ready. ]
Oh, I’m ready. [ He says the words out loud, his tone just a little bit derisive, as amused as hers. She must know he is, just teasing him a little longer. It’s another thing that tells him this isn’t anything like what he is used to. Johns didn’t tease and prostitutes only do it if you pay for it, which Amos doesn’t have a habit to do. This is - a real girl, her sex drive not entirely broken down to its component parts. Not like him. ]
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Oh, he’s ready. ]
Oh, I’m ready. [ He says the words out loud, his tone just a little bit derisive, as amused as hers. She must know he is, just teasing him a little longer. It’s another thing that tells him this isn’t anything like what he is used to. Johns didn’t tease and prostitutes only do it if you pay for it, which Amos doesn’t have a habit to do. This is - a real girl, her sex drive not entirely broken down to its component parts. Not like him. ]