Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8723280-20140419193959/@comment-11588669-20140421225501

Ambrose shut his eyes, his head rolling back slightly. Normally, the pants and trenchcoat were thick enough so he didn't feel very much. But it was warm outside, so a lighter pair of pants were used. And she was underneath his trenchcoat...

She was soft, he noted. Soft, and warm. But god...he could feel it. Could feel her. An exhale was the only sign he actually felt something. But it was telling. Oh so telling...the warmth was nice. Not comforting, but...more primal. His eyes opened, amber orbs slightly darker. But the mute never made a motion to continue. He was busy mulling over the gasp she made.

Hmm...does that mean...she...enjoyed it?

Maybe you should test it...

I'm not sure that's a good idea...

No harm can come from it...but if you must, let her make the first move...that is, if you like her...

''It's a bit...early to tell...she's funny, energetic. Certainly easy on the eyes. A good person. But..we just met...should we really...''

'Not all the way, of course. But maybe...maybe just a little sample...'

...

He continued staring, contemplating for a few minutes. But the silence was getting to him. So Ambrose decided to do something. He moved. Just barely, barely shifting his hips, creating friction along the area where they touched.