T: *Laughing* We can go out to supper even later with them if you're good. Or not too drunk.
Cuteness attack ineffective! Deamion unamused!
Blake may have mastered cute, Deamion has mastered sad and helpless and sultry
D: Are you not going to tell me? *Lying down on him* I thought you wanted me to trust you completely, how can I when you won't even tell me the simplest things? *
He grinded down on Blake, sitting up, he slowly pulled up his shirt, biting the edge of it to keep it up, "How can I trust you not to press to hard, leave too bad a bruise on me...or dig your nails too deeply if you won't even tell me that. It's a real shame though..I really liked it when you played with my ******, especially with your mouth. When you used your fingers and..." He sniffled tearfully, "I suppose it's because you just don't wanna touch me anymore is it? That's why...you won't tell me...That's okay, but..How will I ever...I-I guess I could find someone else to satisfy me. My ex won't mind a lil pity fuck o-or I'm sure there's some out there willing to have me."