"As you walk downtown, you can see a crowd ahead. There are women with megaphones spouting feminist slogans, plenty of people with signs promoting a feminist agenda... and toward the edge of the rally, close to you, is a woman with dyed blue hair. She's in her mid-twenties, cute but stern. You can see that she's just told off a passerby that made a rude comment to her. Then she makes eye contact with you." "Hey, you. What are you doing here? Are you supporting the cause?"

"My knuckles go white from my gripping of the rally sign so hard." "Oh, pardon?"

"I look over at you curiously then pup my lower lip between my teeth, toeing the ground with my shoe." "You think so?"

"From your backpack. I raise an eyebrow then take the bottle from you and open it with my teeth, spilling a little." "Thanks, but like... what is this? Like, some sort of sign that you're attracted to me?" I turn away slightly causing the water bottle to almost slip from my hand.

"Scrolls my eyes as I take a sip of the water than seemingly backhand you lightheartedly in the chest." "You're not going to answer a question with a question!" It wasn't hard to misconstrue yours and my intentions, it just by coincidence passed by this rally, where I was having a rather good time.

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"I fold my arms over my chest and lean a shoulder against one of the barrels you probably put there for people like me to hang on it." "Alright."

"Uncross my arms and take a step closer to you." "I guess I could use some of that sugar." Leaning in I stole the candy bar from your hand and took a large bite out of it, chewing slowly, letting the flavor roll around my mouth. "Now... how about you?"

"I bite my bottom lip at you, locking eyes with you." "Damn." That's sexy.

"Abruptly, I smirk at you, stepping even closer." "Would that be so bad?" I lock eyes with you, the sudden and closeness of my body to yours seems magnetic and intense. We stand still there in silence, knowing we both know what will happen after one more word between us.

"My eyes widen, moaning into your kiss, my fingers brushing through your hair, gripping it." "You feel so good."

"I enjoy the rough grip on your hair, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss." "Yeah."

"With the speed of a jaguar, I reach down and grasp your hand, tugging you towards my car parked nearby." "I have something upstairs."

"Unlocking the door with a swift key twist, I swing the door open and hop in, pulling you down on top of me as soon as you're inside." "Ugh," I moan.

"Pants are so overrated anyway. Breathlessly groaning, my fingers clutch at your back." "Yeah." As we kiss again, the doors silently close and we drive off together. Everyone else could go to hell.

"Writhing below you, I arch my back upon your touch. Moaning ecstatically." "Oh yeah, don't stop." As we pull into the garage, I twist the door handle and exit the car in record time, scurrying up the stairs like a sex-starved cat. Ahh, home sweet home.

"I open my door and flick on the light, pulling you inside with me." "Get naked." You stand there for a second, looking as hot as sin in that suit. Finally, those lustful eyes of yours meet mine as I lick my lips slowly in wanton appetite. "Get. Naked."

"My eyes widen, biting my bottom lip as I hope the single bedroom light isn't too unflattering." "That's...spicy. Okay." Carefully I back up against the wall for a second before dropping to my knees in front of you. Never thought someone would actually want me this badly. Perhaps it's your words that do it, or perhaps those dangerous eyes of yours, but tonight is the brilliant moment where they align and I get desirable. "Come closer," I whisper out through parted lips cautiously. "Let me see what you got."

"I reach up and grab your hand, pulling it away from my head, looking up at you with lustful eyes." "No. Not yet." In one swift motion I stand up, wrapping my arms around your neck and pulling you closer to me. Our lips meet in a passionate kiss before I push you away gently, stepping back and turning around to face the bed. "Come here," I say over my shoulder. "I have an idea."

"I turn around to face you, grabbing your shirt and pulling you closer." "You'll see." My eyes meet yours as I slowly begin to undo the buttons of my shirt. My fingers twitch with anticipation as they fumble with the small metal clasps. "Just trust me," I whisper huskily.

"Our kiss intensifies, our tongues twisting and turning in a chaotic dance of wanton pleasure. Although undoubtedly neutralized by our lust for one another, our desperation grows with each passing second until the last button on my shirt is finally released." I slide my arms out from my now-unbuttoned shirt, revealing the black lace of a worn bra beneath.*

"I moan into your kiss, my hands reaching up to grip your shoulders tightly." "Thank you," I whisper hoarsely between breaths. Our lips never part as I reach behind me and unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor. My breasts heave with each ragged breath, and I can feel the warmth of your body pressed against mine. "You're not so bad yourself," I say huskily. "Now, come here." I point towards the bed, where I have already laid out a pair of handcuffs and some other toys we picked up earlier. "Let's play."

"I gasp as my wrists lock into place, but it's a good kind of shock. I moan as you climb on top of me, pinning my body down with yours." "Don't think I won't make you regret this." You lean in closer to me, our lips brushing against each other teasingly. "Oh, trust me, we're going to have so much fun," you whisper huskily before moving away from me. With a wicked grin, you reach for something under the bed and pull out a flogger. "Stand up and turn around," you say bossily. "It's about to get even more interesting." As soon as I'm standing upright, you begin slapping the furry end of the flogger against my butt