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Roscoe, you can't be freaking serious?..
{After retrieving the ruined, lilac lace bra from Roscoe, Evie straightened herself back up into a standing position, the motion of her body causing for her loose hanging, styled curls to fall across one shoulder, her glitter heels standing out where they remained accompanied by a pair of dark blue, tight skinny jeans and a white sweater that fell from one shoulder on the sleeves, teasingly revealing the jewelled strap of her bra that was situated upon her porcelain shoulder. Eyebrows raised in mock un-amusement and subtly painted lips pursed to stifle any attempts of a smile that threatened to break free upon the prominent facial attribute, she allowed for her wide, breathtakingly deep irises to scan over the man she loved of whom remained sprawled out topless upon the lavish, king sized bed of their spacious bedroom, silver painted nails grasping loosely at the ruined bra as she took a moment to simply watch his reaction to her words, her tongue then proceeding to trail teasingly across her lower lip as she mused elegantly} Oh, so you’d prefer me to not wear any underwear when leaving the house, Lockwood. I think you need to go back over that remark again, if I’m not wearing any underwear, other people are going to see a lot more than they’d initially bargained for; besides, how would you be able to have any fun undressing me if there’s hardly anything on my body to take off? Maybe Roscoe should tear up daddy’s underwear, now that would come in handy. {Finally, she allowed for a small, endearing giggle to fall from her lips as she turned upon her heel, her shoes leaving fading indentations in the plush carpet of the bedroom as she moved over to the metal wastebasket, her dropping the bra into the empty container before turning back in the direction of the bed, a small smile gracing her stunning features as she mused adoringly} Mmm, babbeeee, what are you still doing in bed? I hope you at least caught up on all the sleep you’ve missed because of work in the midst of this lazy day you’ve been having? I, however, haven’t been so lucky, it seems Universities enjoy holding long winded open days for admissions on Saturdays.
{Acting without a single hint of hesitation as of course the teen yearned more so than anything to be closer to his girl, Tyler instinctively placed both of his heated palms flat atop of the plush mattress within order to dexterously elevate his stunningly muscular frame, as the truly mesmerizing glow of the dramatically setting sun, cast a breathtakingly captivating hue of orange upon the boys undeniably taut frame. Its truly unyielding effects of attentiveness, causing for each inevitably curvaceous male asset and desirably toned ab, to appear even more so prominent than usual, as he momentarily remained elevated upon his mesmerizingly toned biceps with a truly captivating grin of evident adoration to match. Him, humming adoringly within response towards the effortlessly breathtaking tone, of Evelyn's voice, a truly captivating sound of which he was certain, he'd never tire of} Oh god, babe.. is this a test? You're cruel, Miss Noelle. Fine, fineeeee. You only get to go commando in the presence of me and me only, mmmm you know how possessive I am beautiful, you're all mine and I wouldn't have it any other way. But for the record, you might have a point, besides we both know i'm a sucker for pulling off your underwear myself and those garments you wear, god, there's nothing hotter babe. {Undoubtedly for the first time in which had seemed like an almost suffocatingly extended absence, a truly attentive, adoration laced chuckle of sheer appreciation rumbled sternly from the boys throat, as he simultaneously raised his heavily defined brow within dexterous recognition of Evelyn's every mesmerizing hum of torment. The truly astonishing, almost hauntingly beautiful impressions of his elation filled chuckle interlocking expertly with the breathtakingly charming chime, of Evie's own elation filled giggle, as he began forcefully pushing his undeniably toned frame upright upon the mattress, within order to strenuously capture Evie's line of gaze as she began closing the unnervingly daunting space between them. Tyler, instantaneously tracing the tip of his tongue against the full flesh of his lower lip before humming tauntingly} Daddy's underwear, is a massive no go. Roscoe Noelle Lockwood, don't you go getting any, ideas from your mommy! Mmmm, what if I was to say i've been staying up here, in hope of my beautiful girl joining me? Have I told you how breathtaking you are, lately? {An almost unintentional expression of evident hesitance ached sternly across the males undeniably captivating attributes, as he momentarily removed one palm away from its incredibly supportive position upon the plush mattress within order to clumsily drape a heated palm across his seemingly slumber laced features, before finally with one last effortless push of his stunningly muscular bicep, he managed to begin pushing himself upright within order to effortlessly maneuver himself around upon the plush mattress. Finally outstretching his undeniably toned legs and dangling them over the edges of the bed before him, Tyler then expertly shuffling forwards as he subtly parted both thinly concealed, undeniably toned thighs, within order to adoringly encourage for Evie to stand between them, him then impatiently lifting both undeniably toned arms within attentive encouragement for her to come closer as he hummed attentively} They do huh? We both know you're going to be desired by all of them. Although, i'm certain that I can think of a few things, that can automatically make this a better day for you, gorgeous.
Roscoe, you can't be freaking serious?..
{Walks past the bedroom door seemingly lost in thought, her heels clicking against the hardwood flooring before she stops in her tracks, her brow creasing and her head turning in the direction of the open doorway before she catches sight of Roscoe in front of the bra he had been chewing moments before, the right cup having been torn to shreds so that the section was near enough nonexistent. She gasped sharply, moving into the room to where Roscoe sat just beside the bed, his gaze locked against his daddy as she swiftly bent down to pick up the ruined piece of underwear, her scorning with a tone that still held a degree of affection} ROSCOE! What have I told you about my underwear?! God, how did you even get this out of the laundry basket? I wouldn’t be so pissed if this wasn’t the third piece bra in less than a week you’ve trashed; that’s without mentioning the whole French knickers incident {A small smile forming upon her deeply pigmented lips despite herself as she adds} If you keep this up, mummy is just going to have to venture out of the house without wearing any underwear at all.
{An almost alarmingly abrupt huff of unnerving impatience, tore scornfully from the boys lungs as he restlessly threw his astonishingly muscular frame forwards upon the undeniably spacious confines of the plush mattress; the teen remaining clumsily sprawled out upon its comforting cushions within order to somewhat reluctantly corner a rapidly growing Roscoe, into one major section of their undeniably spacious bedroom as he impatiently attempted to tear the stolen piece of the cup, from the dogs sternly locked jaw. Him, strenuously snatching the plump flesh of his pale lower lip between the stubborn restraints of his teeth as his heavily defined brow restlessly furrowed within an unnerving expression of tormenting dread. Him, almost instinctively holding his breath within order to dramatically stifle a hauntingly stern chuckle of dumbfounded amusement, as his stunning brown irises automatically widened within instantaneous recognition of Evelyn's presence. Tyler of course, despite his dexterously naive efforts, having nowhere to hide before an almost relief fueled bellow of a laugh tore impatiently from his undeniably taut chest. His stunningly warm irises hesitantly settling upon the tip of his soulmates stilettos, as he remained clumsily sprawled out upon his bare stomach, him then gradually beginning to raise his incredibly timid gaze with an almost childishly dumbfounded grin, the boy restlessly choking upon his next involuntary thread of words as the truly exhilarating hum of Evie's tone settled adoringly within his senses; along with her truly mesmerizing taunts of intense amusement} OH OH? I mean.. Oh- h-holy crap, Evie, are you.. are you trying to give me a heart attack? No u-underwear?.. O-Oh my god, GO ROSCOE, GO! YOU KNOW WHAT YOU HAVE TO DO!
Roscoe, you can't be freaking serious?..
Don't look at me with the whole 'respect the bro code' expression in your eyes. You're going to be the one explaining the bra with a missing cup to your mom. You're so on your own buddy.
I really, can't be dealing with this crap today.
Definitely! Back when I was in South Dakota, and did group we had yoga days. And I loved it! Especially acro yoga! It’s the best.
Acro yoga? I've got to admit, it sounds kinda fun. In that case, actually it sounds awesome. I can definitely hook you up, no charge either.
I really, can't be dealing with this crap today.
{Rolls her lips together, watching him hesitantly as she parts her lips as if to speak, her then closing them abruptly as she shrugs off her jacket; her unsure as to what even say. Absentmindedly running her palm down the smooth material of her pale lilac, strapless dress, accompanied with white heels, she creases her brow slightly in thought, her mumbling} I should erm… I should leave you to sort out… Work stuff, right? I erm… You look really handsome in that shirt. {Her then bowing her head in subtle embarrassment before taking a couple of steps forwards as if in preparation to walk past him}
{His brow remained furrowed within his evident confusion towards her reaction, as his piercing brown irises intently studied that of her every seemingly peculiar mannerism. Him, hesitantly taking a subconsciously clumsy step backwards, as he abruptly began pushing his cell phone back into the confines of his suit pants pocket, instinctively glancing back up towards her features through his unusually long lashes as she began to speak, before momentarily allowing for his full, pale pink lips to part within his evident apprehension, as he instinctively reached our a hand, in order to attentively grasp her wrist, before immediately retracting his hand with a seemingly unanticipated sigh, as he momentarily placed his palm against the back of his neck with a gruff mumble} I uh.. thanks.. Its..uh, you don't have to do that, i'm pretty much finished for the day.. actually.
I really, can't be dealing with this crap today.
Yeah, that sounds pretty horrible actually. Do you guys have yoga classes at your gym?
that we do.. are you interested?