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

Neille wouldnt have realized quite how tired he was at the time as he laid down for his intended short rest, as the overworked performer slept through the entirety of Kingas little preporations following her surprise visits.The moving of his limbs was met without any real resistance, save for a light groan here or there at having them moved from their comfortable spots on the bed. The shifting of her considerably light weight did little to stir him awake either, though that was perhaps not too surprising considering the girls petite frame. Then there was that stolen first kiss. The one thing that Neville could faintly feel a bit of in his slumber. Not enough for the man to return it in his sleep, but enough so for him to let out a soft whimper at the sweet tasting lips and tongue which explored his mouth. At its eventual absence, the magician felt his dream state mind attempt to continue to sensation, only to find itself somehow incapable of doing so to the extent hed experienced only moments prior. Sometime later, Neville would think back on this and put together why that might be, as his eyes finally began to drift open to catch its first look at the very unexpected sight which awaited him. K-Kinga?! Neville let out with a start, his mind reeling at what he was seeing, as the magician initially struggled to put together whether this was a dream or reality, before eventually putting together it was the latter as his limbs pulled somewhat painfully at their bindings. His initial reaction was a bit unreadable. More surprised then anything else, as his head turned to briefly study the bindings upon his wrists in particular, which he knew would be impossible for him to slip out of despite his practice with escape artistry. W-Wait, what? A huge step in our What are you- He started to ask, before his formally sleepy mind finally became alert enough to begin properly piecing the obvious hints together. His eyes slowly moved in exploring every visible contour of Kingas porcelain complexioned body, which contrasted so nicely against the darker colored coat and garments she wore underneath. It was the type of sight that Neville had daydreamed about often enough to almost make him believe he were still asleep, but there was no denying the reality of this situation, particularly with how his stomach tightened beneath his white shirt at the feel of her hand through the thin material. But fantasy and reality were two very different things, with the handsome magician feeling waves of both nervousness and excitement at not only taking their online relationship to the next level but seemingly skipping several levels for good measure. Kinga, I Im not sure if if this is the right step for our relationship. Neville tried to reason, a soft smile upon his lips as he addressed the beautiful mad scientist that he did genuinely care for, while continuing, It just feels like were moving a little too fast, dont you think? However, despite his attempts at talking reason into the girl straddled upon his waist, there was one part of Neville that was a lot more honest in how excited he was at seeing her in such a manner. A part of himself which hed only now begin to notice as the bound young man felt his arousal pressing somewhat uncomfortably into Kingas lower body through the material of his pants. She was a beautiful woman. One that he had a clear attraction toward. And even if his mind wasnt quite there on making the logical jump that she had about what was best for their relationship, it seemed that his body was far more willing to cooperate with anything she had in store for the night.