Eat out
Added 2021-07-28 16:27:12 +0000 UTCYour partner's asking where you want to get food from for dinner - right?
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“Hey, babe, are you listening?” You jump a little, shaken from your… your… What had you been thinking about? Anything? Nothing? You look to your partner. Who smiled at you, mischief glinting in their eyes. “Hey, I was asking what you wanted to eat? Like, do you want to eat out?”
As they said it, unbidden images flooded your mind, of you going down on them, licking and sucking, their hands curled in your hear, moaning in pleasure. You blinked, trying to avoid the distraction going on in your brain. They were looking at you for an answer.
“Erm.. Er- Yeah, there’s that Thai place betw-” You had to stop yourself from finishing the sentence that tried to force its way out of your lips. What had gotten into you? They smiled, eyes locked onto yours.
“Oh, I dunno babe, I was thinking more… Local.” They said.
Their coquettish grin made you sure that something was up, but every time you tried to focus on what it might be, your mind sank back down into thoughts about eating them out. They were developing. No longer just thoughts. A need. A desperate hunger.
They hadn’t looked away from your eyes. Your head felt fuzzy – had was this a trance? When? Did they make you forget?
They seemed to realise that your mind was putting the pieces together. They said a word, and snapped their fingers. When did they get naked?
It didn’t really matter. All that really mattered was getting onto your knees, and in between their thighs. They laughed at how quickly you moved. “Good job babe… I thought the conditioning hadn’t taken, maybe we’ll have to- oh, fuck… Maybe we’ll have to go another round.”
