[From the look Liem and Jester trade as she glances up from the tent in his pants, they both know perfectly well the state he's currently in—one that's only going to become more desperate over the course of the evening. He presses his lips together at the sight of her smirk, and wonders just what he's getting himself into.
Then his wrists are being pinned up above his head, and as Jester delivers her instruction (warning?), his eyes go huge on a surge of arousal that shoots straight to his groin. His reply is a breathy oh, which comes out with a fervent cadence suggesting that what he really meant was oh god.
He's definitely had dreams like this—maybe not including the bunny thing specifically, but certainly the part where a curvy woman sits on him. Liem swallows as she settles over him, his eyes wandering from her face to the cleavage threatening to spill from her bra—then he lets out a small sigh as she rubs her fingers once again over his ear. She'll feel it immediately if he squirms even a little, so he tries to distract himself by working to master the shallow wreck that his breathing has hurtled into, trembling slightly beneath her curious touch.]
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Then his wrists are being pinned up above his head, and as Jester delivers her instruction (warning?), his eyes go huge on a surge of arousal that shoots straight to his groin. His reply is a breathy oh, which comes out with a fervent cadence suggesting that what he really meant was oh god.
He's definitely had dreams like this—maybe not including the bunny thing specifically, but certainly the part where a curvy woman sits on him. Liem swallows as she settles over him, his eyes wandering from her face to the cleavage threatening to spill from her bra—then he lets out a small sigh as she rubs her fingers once again over his ear. She'll feel it immediately if he squirms even a little, so he tries to distract himself by working to master the shallow wreck that his breathing has hurtled into, trembling slightly beneath her curious touch.]