─➸ 𝓡𝓮𝓰𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓻 𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓴𝓮𝓻

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝓝𝓪𝓷𝓬𝔂 𝓢𝓪𝓾𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓼 オ フ ィㅤㅤㅤㅤ °Det/Lit スㅤㅤㅤㅤ °N/SFW ワㅤㅤㅤ °Tag to plot ーㅤㅤ °Original Character カ ー ───────────────── ㅤㅤㅤA woman living two lives ─────────────────

People like sweaty women

What is the chance ? More likely than It may seem . For isn't it too much of a coincidence , as she tugs on their arm . That their hand perfectly lands atop a creamy thigh . Subtle - low energy . But an invite none-the-less

Twitching in their grasp , just the right pace to draw out each roll of that wrist . A very slow yet addictive build up , neediness was bubbling over ㅤㅤ❛❛ What's it going to take , to convince you to more -? All I can see and reach for is your arms ~ ❜❜

How long will that resolve last , minutes are going to tick away , with that bust at the edge of their vision . How long can that shoulder be offered before thoughts begin to wander -

Their presence puts her at ease , like a shield and bed all rolled into one . Admittedly , quite greedily clinging to them . Hopefully the view paired with the insistent pressing isn't too distracting..

ㅤㅤ❛❛ What am I meant to do ~? ❜❜ Springing free , able to watch as that hand slid up and down , coaxing it to full mast . The tension ever present , harder than stone as its spoilt by diligent fingers ㅤㅤ❛❛ It's better when it's your hand.. ❜❜

ㅤㅤ❛❛ Making me admit it outloud... ❜❜ Chewing on her bottom lip , it could only grow to a certain point , trapped beneath ever-tightening fabric . Constrained yet - equally as enjoyable; aching in all the best ways ㅤㅤ❛❛ This position makes it too easy for you ~❜❜

ㅤㅤ❛❛ I'm not complaining , being watched is.... a thrill ~ ❜❜ A hard weekend it had been , seemingly in more ways than one . All that stress had formed into a bump beneath the thin white fabric , which only swelled with the presence of warm fingers

Arms would wrap around the other's own , hugging and pushing herself into it . That sole arm of theirs trapped by the office worker , whilst also eaten partly by unbuttoned cleavage

ㅤㅤ❛❛ Things get a little carried away when we're around cameras . . ~ ❜❜ Slowly and steadily - all that tension was building up in one spot in specific . Legs would fidget , thighs press together . Those hands - far too skilled

A slight jump , the fabric was only thin . Body betraying the urge to rest as gradually - those peaks began to protrude ㅤㅤ❛❛ It's not neat like this , it's the opposite of what a work outfit should be ~ Will it stay a photoshoot ? Or a different kind of shoot❜❜

ㅤㅤ❛❛ You're too good at provoking ~ ❜❜ Heavy mounds filling those digits with an obvious lack of a bra , her own hand reaching back , finding a thigh to squeeze in return