She laughed because he always made her laugh, those questions and miscommunications between their worlds catching her by surprise. "No, not old people lotion. You get them at sex stores. It's like massage oil, but it has stuff in it that makes it so it warms when you rub it, or blow on it. A lot of it's edible, since it's sex related."
Her hand slipped over the front of his pants, the belt gone now and just his fly and button in the way. But she was enjoying tormenting him just a little. Just enough of a tease to put that heat in his eyes that made him lose a little control. "Cuffs. Whips. Paddles. Fur lined stuff. And all the sexy lingerie a guy or girl could ever want to look at or wear. Cock rings and sleeves. Vibrating eggs. Diego, I could turn you into an incoherent babble pile of mush."
There was a look of relief at the warming lotion not being Ben Gay. His memories of the ointment were always post training but he didn't mind the idea of making new ones with Jessica. It seemed a lot of that had been happening with her. Brown eyes drifted off in thought as she described the warming lotion in more detail.
"Mmm," he hummed in a low pitch and looked back to Jessica with an almost feral gaze. She managed to make whips and paddles sound sexy. Diego wanted to try everything, especially as her hand ran over the bulge at his crotch. He might later ask about some of the things she rattled off but his attention was on the present. "You turn me incoherent on a daily basis."
A husky chuckle left him as his hands worked around Jessica to get her clothes off, not wanting to be in the way of her doing the same to him.
They'd been dancing around getting naked since the heaviest part of the conversation was over. His anxiety had been laid to rest and they'd come to an arrangement. Now? Now it was just time for her to do more than get his shirt off. She wanted the pants off. She wanted her work of art on display- but only for her to be able to see it. Or, at least, this much of it.
Her hand slipped down the front of his pants when she got them undone, down into his underwear so she could touch him. "I do, don't I? I hope you know you return the favor."
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Her hand slipped over the front of his pants, the belt gone now and just his fly and button in the way. But she was enjoying tormenting him just a little. Just enough of a tease to put that heat in his eyes that made him lose a little control. "Cuffs. Whips. Paddles. Fur lined stuff. And all the sexy lingerie a guy or girl could ever want to look at or wear. Cock rings and sleeves. Vibrating eggs. Diego, I could turn you into an incoherent babble pile of mush."
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"Mmm," he hummed in a low pitch and looked back to Jessica with an almost feral gaze. She managed to make whips and paddles sound sexy. Diego wanted to try everything, especially as her hand ran over the bulge at his crotch. He might later ask about some of the things she rattled off but his attention was on the present. "You turn me incoherent on a daily basis."
A husky chuckle left him as his hands worked around Jessica to get her clothes off, not wanting to be in the way of her doing the same to him.
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Her hand slipped down the front of his pants when she got them undone, down into his underwear so she could touch him. "I do, don't I? I hope you know you return the favor."