backwaterbelle | eudio

Not even actual Playboy? Sugah ah'm deeply wounded. [How dare he even suggest she was anything knock-off.] Ah'm much sexier than a fake Playboy model.

You want to bug me in person? Or you already got plans for the rest of today?

Oh my god- Are you kidding me? You're sexier than a real Playboy model! It's only 'cause Vex was around that first time I met you that I even thought I could talk to you! [He wasn't about to have her think he didn't view her as a goddess of sorts'

I could come by.

Vex gave you courage to keep talkin' to me? [This surprises her, but it's sweet for them and makes her smile for a different reason.]

So long as ah ain't interruptin' nothin'. Ah'd ask if you were hungry, but that's redundant.

Uh, yeah. Woulda taken me like three weeks to talk to you otherwise.

Nope- I jerked off an hour ago. [He laughs before becoming serious.] Please feed me. [He's always hungry.]

Well ah'm glad it didn't take that long. Ah like havin' you 'round. [And she means it. He brightens her day and simmers her nights.]

How you an' Vex still need to tug solo still amazes me kitten. Well more him than you given your age. [Sure did just call Vex old.] You want to grill out?

I don't know- I just think of you when you're not around and then I've suddenly got to take care of things. I don't want to treat you like a booty call or something.

Yes! You've got a grill? I forget.

Is that so? Well hopefully that doesn't require too much of your time kitten. [Except her voice indicates she enjoys the thought of affecting him with just a thought of her. Her voice lowers, drawl thickening, though there's also honest curiosity there.] How do you want to treat me?

Mhm, out on my patio. Nothin' too fancy, but it does the trick.

Nah, I got it down. [He is starting to move though, if she wants to start cooking, he will be getting ready to come over.] Like...to your face...or in bed?

What do you need me to bring?

The science of wanking. [Oh look, a term she picked up from Vex. She chuckles at his question.] Just in general, so both?

Can you go to the store?

I've mastered it- I assure you. [He paused to carefully consider his answer before delivering it.] Well, in person, you know, I want to treat you like any hot super model and just worship the ground you walk on. [Spoken rather casually, like this wasn't a surprise or the first time he had thought of it.] In bed, I want to own you. Basically.

I mean, when we get to that point. [Because to be honest, they both knew who owned who in that bedroom.]

Sure- just tell me what you want.

[Of that, she had very few doubts. His answer is sweet for Mark.] Ain't no need for that sugah, well ah enjoy that no doubt, but ah'd like to think that we're friends too. [Or maybe she's been putting the wrong face forward a bit too much here? There's a chuckle that followed his mention of owning her.]

Kitten, the only person that owns me is me. [In case anyone was confused of this fact.] But concedin' control for the night on occasion... Well that's quite manageable.

Do they still make those Flintstones push pops?

Oh, yeah, we can totally be friends and stuff- I think of you like a friend. Like, someone I could come talk to if something was wrong.

I just, you know, might rest my head on your chest while I talked...

Oh! Yeah- I never meant like to own you any other way than like making you call me 'daddy' or something. [Good thing she couldn't see him actually blush.]

I can look for you if that's what you want.

[She can’t help but chuckle softly at that.]

Since when have ah ever pushed your head off my chest when we were cuddlin’ and talkin’? It looks like a mighty comfy substitute for a pillow.

[Oh, she’d love to see him blush. Instead, she shakes her head and then hums, amused.]

You want to dominate me properly? [Honestly curious, though her excitement picks up at his dessert related offer.] If they don’t, just pick up the regular popsicles. Nothin’ fancy.

Oh, and it is. [His smile can be heard in his voice. Those were some fond memories.] Maybe we can do that after we eat?

I really do- I mean...if that's something you want...

Okay- I can leave now if you're ready. Be there in like 15.

You reservin' some cuddle time kitten? [She's teasing. He doesn't need to schedule that.]

It's a possibility. Ah'll have to think 'bout it. [Mostly because she's unsure of if the dynamic will work.] One things for sure is ah ain't callin' you 'daddy'.

That works. Door's unlocked.

Yeah- starting now to like midnight. Only me.

Aw, okay. [That was certainly not something he had to push, nor would he. It was just a little something he liked and would test the waters with girls until he found one who'd play along.] Well, over food you gotta tell me what you like, okay?

Score- I'll be right there.

And after midnight? [She hopes he knows that if he dips out at midnight to go to greener pastures she'll be offended.]

There's a reason ah call you kitten beyond bein' adorable. You'll have to settle with 'sir' if we do anythin' like that. [He's young enough to be a child of hers, if she could've had sex at that age without killing her partner.] Sounds like interestin' dinner conversation.

Ah'll see you.

Then I can sleep on them? [He was grinning at the thought alone.]

Oh? I'm not sure how sir sounds when you're talking to me. [Age difference and all.] But you know I'll be down for it.

Just sleep? Ah can manage that. [She’s teasing him, per usual, but the sweetness feels good in her stomach. It’ll be a nice evening.

[Chuckling, she nods even though he can’t see her.] And yet you’re good with ‘daddy’? Ah’ll see you soon kitten.

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OMG gmail ate this tag ugh

i only did it yesterday no worries ;o;

Whew! Okay- cuz I was like 'oh no! i was wondering where this tag went!

hahah no worries

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