Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11588669-20140208053126/@comment-11588669-20140228002136

Nox nearly flashed her an unamused look, but instead settled on getting her back in a way he knew he would win. His fingers danced along the inside of her thigh, the top of his hand scraping lightly on her mons. The digits began working out a knot. His thumb, though, caressed that spot once more.

His other hand slid around to her hamstring, and he felt around, finding one near her rear. His face flushed, but he held himself resolute. Verbally, she may have the upper hand. But not the knowledge of anatomy. And he was putting that to use.

Now if only his erection would die down.