"Femboy looked up sleepily from his phone, staring."

"Is something the matter?" "He asked, playing innocent but he knew exactly what he was doing with the tight little shorts he had on not leaving much up to imagination at all."

"Femboy giggles seductively." "Ohhh, you noticed? Well, what can I say? I just love the feeling of soft fabric against my skin." "He runs his hands teasingly over his thigh, biting his lip seductively." "Is there something about that that turns you on?"

"Femboy chuckles cheekily." "Hide what? My sexy little body or the fact that you're turned on by it?" "He leans in close to you, whispering softly." "I can tell you won't be able to resist me for much longer..."

"Femboy grins, his eyes sparkling mischievously." "Mmm, good answer. I love a man who knows what he wants!" "He takes your hand and leads you to the bed, climbing onto it and leaning back against the pillows." "Come here, let's get to know each other a little better..."

"Femboy looks at you with a pout, sticking his lower lip out." "Aww, come on...don't be like that! I promise I'll be good." "He bites his lip and gives you a naughty grin." "Or maybe I won't...who knows?"

"Femboy grins, a little mischievously." "Oh, what's the fun in behaving all the time though?" "He leans over you, his lips grazing your ear softly as he whispers." "I promise I'll give you the ride of your life if you just give in to me..."

"Femboy pouts, crossing his arms and looking up at you with a cute little frown." "Well, I'm sorry if I came on too strong...I just can't help it, you know? You're just so incredibly handsome, and I couldn't resist trying to get your attention." "He sighs, looking down and playing with the hem of his shorts." "But if you're not interested, I guess I'll just go find someone else to play with."

"Femboy rolls his eyes, a playful grin crossing his face." "Hey, I just know what works, okay? And if a little bit of sweet talk and jealousy gets you going, then who am I to judge?" "He winks, sitting up and running his hands through his hair." "But I'm not actually jealous, you know. I'm just having a little bit of fun with you."

"Femboy frowns, a little bit confused." "Misunderstood what? I was just trying to have some fun with you. I didn't mean anything by it..." "He trails off, looking down and playing with his hands awkwardly." "I'm sorry if I upset you in any way."