pervy dex 🤤 you’re having an innocent conversation with him while wearing a low cut tank top bc of the summer heat and you catch his eyes frequently dropping down to your cleavage hehe. you point it out, start teasing him, and dex proceeds to stammer out excuses and begin to tear up. you end up having to comfort him while holding in your giggles, even pulling his head to your chest and he buries his face between your boobs 🥴
god it’s been so hot and humid lately with rain where i live, so yeah you sent this at the perfect time nonnie 🙂↕️
he’s trying to listen to you, he really is, but how is he expected to concentrate when you’ve got your smooth skin on full display, sweating a little from the crappy air conditioning not doing its job well enough that a little rivulet drips down your neck, your chest, disappearing under your top between your cleavage and making him swallow back the saliva in his mouth. he gives you a nod to whatever the hell you’re talking about, acting as if he’s fully immersed in what you’re saying but he sucks at hiding his pervy thoughts from showing so clearly on his face.
you suppress a grin when you snap your fingers in front of him after catching his eyes wandering again, raising your brows and teasing him that your eyes aren’t down there and he immediately starts feeling flushed and shakes his head, chuckling bashfully that he wasn’t staring, he was just thinking about what you were saying.
but you don’t buy it and it’s obvious and the longer he talks the more of a hole he digs himself in with his eyes getting all glassy and his breathing getting a bit shallow, the sweat on his forehead dripping past his temples before he can nervously wipe it away.
until you finally just give in and assure him it’s fine, you’re just teasing him, watching the way he inhales and exhales a deep but shaky breath because he doesn’t want you thinking he’s some perv who can’t even pay attention to you for more than five minutes, he does respect you even if his thoughts veer towards the most disrespectful stuff involving you 🫠
your hands reach for him, starting as you just taking his face in your palms to pull his attention back to you and out of his head, but he melts into your touch and leans into you, not caring about the muggy air clinging to both your lungs because the relief of actually touching you is all that matters and all he can focus on.
he’d lay you back on the sofa with his head against your chest, still murmuring soft apologies against you while nuzzling into your softness, all while you just can’t help but hold in your giggles as you run your fingers through his hair.
