[ he smile winningly down at matt, reaching for his own clothes. he nearly thinks to stop and pull his trousers on, but seeing matt disregard his clothes altogether? well. he decides to follow suit. he tosses his clothes over one shoulder, and doesn't even bother drying off. there's plenty of time to walk to the house. ]
Bed it is then.
[ and there's a little once over himself, glancing at matt and appreciating what he sees - and he's not bothered if matt sees him. quentin walks like a man who owns the place, all relaxed swagger and an air of aloofness to his surroundings (which isn't true - he's just very good at playing the part). ]
Tell me what else you were imagining. My hands, my lap - I personally was thinking about your lips before you mentioned the mirror. Maybe I will face the mirror while you ride me - watch as I make quite the mess of your pretty little behind. Tell you all about what I see while you can't complain. Leave you breathless in more ways than one.
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[ he smile winningly down at matt, reaching for his own clothes. he nearly thinks to stop and pull his trousers on, but seeing matt disregard his clothes altogether? well. he decides to follow suit. he tosses his clothes over one shoulder, and doesn't even bother drying off. there's plenty of time to walk to the house. ]
Bed it is then.
[ and there's a little once over himself, glancing at matt and appreciating what he sees - and he's not bothered if matt sees him. quentin walks like a man who owns the place, all relaxed swagger and an air of aloofness to his surroundings (which isn't true - he's just very good at playing the part). ]
Tell me what else you were imagining. My hands, my lap - I personally was thinking about your lips before you mentioned the mirror. Maybe I will face the mirror while you ride me - watch as I make quite the mess of your pretty little behind. Tell you all about what I see while you can't complain. Leave you breathless in more ways than one.