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David scoffs, “Like you could take it,” He responds defensively, insinuating her size. She’s fucking tiny — any bigger and he’d probably rip her in half. He has to admit though, the fact she’s hungry for it is pretty sexy. As is whatever she’s doing to his stomach — sexy, but annoying. He reaches down to calmly relocate her hand to his crotch — and his own past the hem of her shirt and to cup her breast over her bra.
"Less with the ‘little’," David says, but it lacks as much heat as it should. He’s far too distracted by the trajectory of her hand, and he attempts to angle it lower, despite being stood in a pretty vulnerable spot of the castle. They could be stumbled upon at any given moment.
"Could be bigger," Andy responds, shrugging. Her hand's resting on his stomach now, gently tracing the grooves of his abdomen--because, well, it's a little hard to resist when it's there. Luckily, they're not in too obvious of a place--this castle has alcoves, and they've found themselves in one of them, though a teacher could walk by at any moment.
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Subconsciously, as soon as Andy’s hand rests on his bicep, David flexes it out of habit — not that he needs to. The muscle definition there looks pretty impressive even when he’s relaxed, “How about participating?”
"Well..." Sighing, Andy pretends to examine him closely--which obviously means looking him over from top to bottom and the like, even daring to trace that square jawline. There's no denying that Finnigan looks like a Greco-Roman god, and she will even admit to herself that he'd probably be less fun without his awful personality to match. "Maybe... but only if it's okay with the other girl. Gotta have consent~"
"Can I watch?"
"If you're on your best behavior, sure," she insists, reaching up and patting his arm with her small hand.
"Bullshit."
"I could always stick to girls only. You'd be just a memory."
"Is my dick on that diet?"
"I can live without your dick, so no."
"If somebody doesn't bring me some food, I'm probably going to starve to death right now."
“So. Anyone wanna come to a party?”
Like a study session?
Yeah, totally a study session. [luckily, she's had a backup plan for in case this happened.] Big Charms exam on Friday, so...