[ ...Hopefully, you're not going to take the fact that he actually turned his cheek a little at that kiss, all in the hopes of you catching more of his lips and less of his skin. Hopefully.
He isn't so far gone as to wonder what exactly you're going to get. But he isn't going to ask: he's going to do as he's told the moment you release him, unfolding from your lap, shifting off the robes that you've already loosened, letting them pool on the floor as he steps out of them. Once he's naked underneath your gaze, however, your finacee is moving in to kiss you full on the mouth just for a few heartbeats before he's glancing back at the lounge you're still seated on. ]
Should I lie on my front, or on my back?
[ Asking, as he's letting his fingers skim down the length of your arm, over the cloth of your sleeve. His cock is stirring between his legs, by the way, and it's all your fault. ]
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He isn't so far gone as to wonder what exactly you're going to get. But he isn't going to ask: he's going to do as he's told the moment you release him, unfolding from your lap, shifting off the robes that you've already loosened, letting them pool on the floor as he steps out of them. Once he's naked underneath your gaze, however, your finacee is moving in to kiss you full on the mouth just for a few heartbeats before he's glancing back at the lounge you're still seated on. ]
Should I lie on my front, or on my back?
[ Asking, as he's letting his fingers skim down the length of your arm, over the cloth of your sleeve. His cock is stirring between his legs, by the way, and it's all your fault. ]