Board Thread:Role Plays (Adult)/@comment-7497475-20131211124042/@comment-7497475-20131217044159

Feeling his hand touch her, Noir rubbed against Torrent. She was starting to warm up, the movement of his hand was exciting her further. Pulling her desires under control, she listened to his challenge. Kicking her boots off, her lips met his.

"Well, these clothes are holding us back."

Running her prosthetic hand down his back, she stopped to squeeze a bun. Smiling right at him, Noir moved to take the tank top off. In a slow motion she gently pulled it past her breasts, before slipping it over her head. Throwing it away, she leaned forwards, rubbing a cheek against his. She whispered in his ear.

"Most winners act rather than staring"

Dropping back against the bed, her waist wiggled under him.