welcomelust:
Will found himself enjoying the intimacy of Delphi drinking from his mug. He didn’t let the moment last long, though, playfully snatching it from her and mentioning something about cooties. He nudged her with his elbow, then nodded towards the coffee pot. “Get your own, hog.” He snorted, then took a sip.
“Speaking of ‘getting your own,’ though: do you masturbate at all?” The question was forward, and he tensed a little as he asked it, knowing he was pushing them a little further into uncharted territory, but it didn’t feel too far from the already-charted. “I know for some people it isn’t as good as ‘the real thing,’ or whatever, but it still works for me. Hell, sometimes I do it even when I’m getting sex regularly. Sometimes you’re the only one that knows how to do it right, y’know?
“And sometimes you don’t want someone–anyway, never mind, I’m rambling. Point is, are you at least taking care of yourself?”
Delphi pouted at Will when he stole back his coffee mug, going so far as to playfully stomping her foot before she was grinning again and moving off to the coffee pot. “Rude,” she called back to him as she poured herself her own mug. It was just more convenient to share his, that was all. That was what she told herself anyway.
When he spoke, Del paused for a moment, slightly taken aback by the question- and then she dissolved into a fit of giggles at the bluntness of it. She definitely hadn’t been expecting him to ask, but it was Will, what did she have to hide from him. “Well, duh,” she grinned, setting her coffee down for a moment so she could hop up onto the counter. “I think masturbating is so much fun- and I’m definitely with you on that one. Sometimes I let them watch me masturbate before they fuck me, just because I know I can get myself going better than anyone else. And I think I like being watched?” she rambled openly, her blush deepening but her grin unapologetic as she picked up her mug again. He asked a question, she answered, that was all.
“But anyway, masturbating is great and all, but sometimes I just like having a person there, you know? It may sound lame, but I like the company- and I like fingers that are bigger than mine,” she added with a laugh, holding out one of her tiny hands.