gamers + sex pollen = secrets revealed

[faebysitting]

idia and lilia are pathetic gamers. that's it that's the post

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[faebysitting]

The two of them are so very lucky that it's rather late in the day. That they're the only two out here, nestled in the grass together, practically lost to the lust and desire they both felt. Not that Lilia had shame, were they to be found together here in the grass, with hands in each other's bottoms. With exploring, wandering touches that didn't know any better.

A rough, inexperienced and desperate rhythm is better than none at all. His own hips rock forward just slightly, following the pace that Idia set forth for him. As big of game as he spoke, the flush to his face and the tiny little gasps and whines definitely didn't make it seem like he was going to be able to make good on any of the threats he posed.

Instead, his body squirms in such a way that he slumps partially against Idia, his forehead against him, while his opposite hand wanders down to his bottoms and slips past the waistband he'd long since invaded. He needs another hand on him directly rather than indirectly, needs to press and grab at his hip, to try and pull him closer as his hand continues to work its magic.

"I've also got plans," Lilia finally breathes out, lifting his head enough to lean closer, to seek a spot against his neck, his jaw, "A friend is waiting for me. We're to play a game this evening, to grind a boss we've been prepping for for weeks."

Lilia's voice is breathy, shaky, needy...

"But I'm sure your person and my person won't mind us being a little late. Surely they'd understand. It isn't as if we can help it, hm...?"