“my, you are a flashy one, hm?” the words are purred out followed by a bat of long eyelashes, pink eyes falling half lidded as antali focuses on zihuz. a soft chuckle leaves her, fingers curling into her palm as her chin rests on the back of her hand, “if you were trying to capture my attention, you’ve certainly done it. but i can’t help but wonder... what could you possibly want with little old me?”
“I’m way more than flash, baby,” Zihuz responded with that cocky smirk of his, but it quickly shifted from arrogant to mischievous as he considered her follow-up.
“But now that I got your attention, is this the part where we play coy and dance around it? Because that’s boring and I really don’t want to do that. Instead I’d rather just be honest. I mean, look at you! You’re exactly the kind of perfect I deserve! So what could I possibly want? Well, honestly, I wouldn’t mind putting my cock between your breasts, I want to feel your lips around it, I want to hear what my name sounds like when you breathlessly moan it and I want to see what you look like spent and exhausted in my bed. Does that sound fair? Or was that too blunt? I have trouble telling sometimes.”