—he is visibly pleased, can even feel his cock twitching in his jeans, by your obedience. he smirks.—i know. we can ask each other questions. like: what’s your biggest secret? or your worst fear? or—his hand slowly moves to cradle your jaw, and he strokes your cheek with his thumb. his voice increasingly getting more and more deep and gravely—what’s your biggest turn on? what’s your wildest fantasy? what made you oh-so-excited to see me? -m.i.
i can feel- /feel/ my heart thrum excitedly throughout my body, increasing in quickness as he continues speaking... and then his large hand caresses my face and a small squeak- just a high whine leaves my throat unexpectedly. i shift a little in embarrassment, hands shakily coming up to hold onto his wrist before dropping back down-
i whisper back- ignoring the other questions for now.
mm... think it’s a little too dirty- don’t wanna scare you off...
i respond, still dazed, face red and flushed while i look up at him.