[ He really is being an ass. She's sooo frustrated, even moreso at herself for still being turned on regardless. She never gave much thought about her turn-ons, when she's never been in a situation like this before. The discoveries she's making sure are embarrassing ones...
She squeezes her legs together— rather, she tries to, but with someone in between them, her thighs can't exactly cover her pussy. It remains exposed, a wet sheen over her entrance, and her clit swollen. Her face is so flush as she looks at him—glares at him as if she were intimidating. ]
Maybe... Maybe I changed my mind, too. About... what I said.
[ Ugh... she's already in such an embarrassing situation. There is crying her way out of here, or strangling him, or... lowering her pride. Would he really give her what she wanted if she asked for it properly? She looks conflicted for a good while before her expression softens. There is an attempt to squeeze her legs shut again, thighs moving ever so slightly inward. ]
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[ He really is being an ass. She's sooo frustrated, even moreso at herself for still being turned on regardless. She never gave much thought about her turn-ons, when she's never been in a situation like this before. The discoveries she's making sure are embarrassing ones...
She squeezes her legs together— rather, she tries to, but with someone in between them, her thighs can't exactly cover her pussy. It remains exposed, a wet sheen over her entrance, and her clit swollen. Her face is so flush as she looks at him—glares at him as if she were intimidating. ]
Maybe... Maybe I changed my mind, too. About... what I said.
[ Ugh... she's already in such an embarrassing situation. There is crying her way out of here, or strangling him, or... lowering her pride. Would he really give her what she wanted if she asked for it properly? She looks conflicted for a good while before her expression softens. There is an attempt to squeeze her legs shut again, thighs moving ever so slightly inward. ]
... Please.