Re: Tate & Emilia & Open
Tate's brows waggled playfully at her, "Thank goodness you won't be throwing me away so easily." There was some truth under it, some worry he had never thought about.
His hand moved with her guidance, a smirk gracing his lips as his fingers felt those boy shorts she was wearing. "I don't know if I should be disappointed or not." He admitted while his hand moved to slip a finger just under the band of her boy shorts for a brief moment, before he was sliding his hand back down. "How many wishes was I getting again?" He asked curiously, while his hand moved just low enough to slip out from under her dress, and up to cup her ass through the dress.