Re: In-person: Cris/Sam
[He can't tell her it isn't gonna hurt, huh? As far as he knows—which is real limited and he gets that—it hurts. It really fucking hurts. Or they could put you on stuff that makes you hallucinate, which, he kinda figures, would be worse. But, he can't make the promise that it isn't gonna hurt.] They say you forget how it feels, 'cause you get a rusha endorphins or somethin'. [He don't know if that's gonna make her feel better, but he says it, hoping.
She shakes her head hard enough to smack herself against his chin and he blinks, but he don't move away or nothing. 'Cause she starts going red and he smiles at the climba color.] Okay, [he promises, in a tone laden with latent heat.] Prometo. [Sam's nose is a button against his chest, and he's thankful she maybe hasn't noticed he's hard, 'cause it might get hard(er) to talk. That squirming though, he likes it, and that's prolly distraction enough. She groans and he don't even realize he's closed his eyes brief, submerged brief in heat and feeling, and he resurfaces with a breath and a laugh, before he tries to be serious again.] I do like penetration, but that ain't all there is, baby. I like the other stuff too. And I do like gettin' sucked off, mocosa. I like it when you do it. A lot. [No shame. Not even a fucking ounce.] I meant it'd be different if you did want it, versus just doin' it so I don't get bored or somethin'. [A suck of his teeth and he jostles her high on his thighs as he thinks, trying to get his cock a lil more room real subtle.] If you wanna do it, 'cause you wanna do it 'cause I like it, ...I can get that. But, not doin' it just so I don't leave or get bored, not that. 'Cause that ain't gonna happen regardless.
[It's a lot, so he takes a sec to breathe, and she tugs on his sleeve. He gets what she means, he thinks, and he nods.] Recuerdo, sí. [He's kinda grateful she just wants to hear about what he likes and don't like when it comes to fucking. Not about nothing else. So, he peeks, fingers pulling up on that hood, trying to get Sam to look at him.] You gonna hide the whole time I tell you, nena? [His touch sinks, to her knee near his cock, and he strokes it thoughtless, like some kinda stand-in.] I dunno that there's anything I don't like. I don't like nonea that... stuff with ropes and bondage and stuff like that. [His face shows that.] But, I like everything we do, and I really like the idea-a watching you try those vibrators. [He smiles sweet for her. And he don't even get lewd about it, his description, so as not to make her hide more.]