>>5807934>>5808093>>5808212>"I need to distract her same way she's doing" [ROLL: Physical + Skills + 3 bonus die (6d10). Difficulty 7]>best roll: 7, 3, 2, 8, 7, 5 (3 sucesses)>acquired [PERSONALITY ASSESMENT: Brave ••]You aren't the best in physical seduction and your whole body show this. Not so long passed since a girl almost send you to gym and she's right next to you in total silence seeing this situation evolve, like everyone else there.
You take a deep breath. You think you took. You certainly took. You don't care if you really took a deep breath. You are doing it. You are doing it. Any moment. You move your body close to her. Any moment now. Kimberly nd Hekko move out the way in a speed they almost teleport behind you. You weren't paying attention. Fuck them. This is more important. Any moment now. You take a deep breath. You think you took a deep breath. Any moment now you are going to do it. You are closer to Grace. She stays unmoveable. Music smashing against your brain. You feel pumped. Is this how it feels to strike gym regularyl? You really should do it. Maybe talk to James to where he goes and you two become gymbros. More bros than ever. Fuck James. Focus. Time to defeat this bitch. You take a deep breath. Music smashing harder, harder, harder, harder, harder. What the fuck? You feel your face hot. You are at the tip of the sofa. Everyone was paying attention. Grace smiles. She doesn't say a thing. You don't say as well. Fuck her. Fuck you. Fuck us.
"Fuck me, mama", you say without a single regret in your body. You voice is serious, mellow, smooth (at least in your head it sure is). She stays in silence. "Fuck me real hard"
You delong the "real" as much as you can, opening your legs and leaning on of them on the sofa's arm. Your snickers touch her arm's armchair and it touches her spike big bracelet. You're open to what she's gonna give to you. That position you are into was really revealing and vulnerable.
It feels fucking liberating. Music. Her. You. Those locked eyes. This staring contest and everyone was watching.
Her hand touches the tip of your snickers, her fingers going down to your leg, going down even further to your thigh and reaching your inner thigh. She presses your inner thigh and god-fucking-damnit she's strong! You hear a soft "uh!" from some of them around you, but you can't identify who. Against the odds, you resist. You don't blink, you don't back off. You hold your breath. Fuck, it hurts! It hurts and it feels good!
And then she blinks. And laughs. And releases you. "Good, kiddo", she gets one beer for you, places on your hand and toasts with you. She starts drinking while tying her hair back in one hand. When the sound of both bottles shocking comes to the deepths of your brain, you acknowledge the presence of the rest around you.
