Thread: MST3K - Pulling the Trigger (Miss Tris x Shadows)

His eyes widened slightly when she pulled him toward her by the tie, feeling his heart racing as her lips slipped around to his earlobe, as Kingas nibbling and even her playful giggle managed to draw out a low whimper. It had been far too long since anyone had embraced Neville in such an intimate manner, thanks in part to his preference toward long distance relationships. As such, the traveling magician was practically puddy in her hands and lips, as his heart skipped a beat and his already growing arousal firmed itself further as she whispered into his ear before claiming his lips in another kiss. A series of soft whimpers and low groans were captured by Kingas mouth during the embrace, especially once her hips moved to grind against the hardening cock pinned beneath her petite body. For his part, Neville was still taken aback enough by what was happening to not fully kiss her back to the extent that she was seemingly intent on devouring his mouth, but the handsome magician did find himself starting to meet her tongue with his own by the time she pulled away of his lips. Somewhere along the way, hed even noted to himself on how much better this felt even compared to even his lewdest of daydreams during their texting or video sessions. The restrained male was left breathing heavily by the time she was finished, both from the lack of oxygen during the embrace and the sheer force in which she had claimed his mouth. He was about to say something to again try and convince Kinga that they were moving too fast, only to be silenced by her words of love. It wasnt the first time they had said such words to another, but something about hearing it in person made those words feel brand new. Surprisingly, those words actually did help to relax him a bit, even if he remained apprehensive about what was happening, as he started to breathe a little easier while watching the beautiful woman seated upon his lap. There wasnt any immediate protest as her hands moved to finish disentangling his tie before moving onward to unbutton his dress shirt. Instead, the bound magician stared at her with eyes which showed a conflicting, yet ultimately warm expression towards his mad scientist girlfriend. There was a bit of hesitation when she asked of whether he trusted her, since any sane person would likely have said no given the extreme circumstances shed pushed upon him. But then, this was a guy who knowingly started dating a woman who came from a family with a history of kidnapping people to make them watch bad movies, so perhaps there was a touch of madness in him. I I do trust you, Kinga. I love you, so of course I trust you. Neville finally confirmed, almost surprising himself with the words that came out of his mouth, yet seemingly sticking by them as he offered a nervous but sincere little smile to the woman he sincerely cared for. The mans attention then shifted lower, as his gazed moved to follow the progress of her hands upon the upper portions of his increasingly undressed body. While Neville wasnt exactly the beefcake type, he was no slouch when it came to keeping in relatively good shape. It was almost a must in his profession, since it helped his endurance for being on his feet and keeping up the energy during longer stage shows. His chest was smooth and firm, with further signs of his body reacting positively toward Kingas actions in how his nipples had started to firm up beneath his shirt by the time she peeled it open to her view. Lower still, his stomach was firm, with hints of his abs on display whenever he took in a deep breath or flexed involuntarily in response to Kingas weight pressing down so teasingly onto his groin, which only grew further aroused when her hands inevitably moved to being only a few inches away in order to finish unbuttoning his top.