Thread: A Little Sex Training {darkest_fate&DeliciousLust}

Um, oh. Yes, sticky too. Betty seemed to stumble on her words slightly when that additional element was added and she seemed to roll with the suggestion, adding to the rather dubious but enticing sounding work-out regiment she seemed to hint she had. There was a hint of uncertainly that shown in her sharp eyes as she seemed to debate this in her thoughts for a quick second. She wasn't entirely sure what Robbi was getting at to exactly, especially when there were two women involved. However, Betty certainly did had her experience in getting sticky, if they were on the same level. When there was a man involve, there was certainly some stickiness involve when they came on her or inside her, potentially leaving something as a gift. Sometimes she got wet enough that it seemed she almost felt like she had an actual honey jar between her legs. Betty debated all of the meanings as she shifted her thighs together. Speaking of wet, she feared that she may be getting wetter sooner than later with all of this sexual innuendo talk with the promise of more just waiting around the corner in a posh hotel room meant for the both of them. Robbi was rather exciting and hot, stirring some lustful feelings in her at the moment. She had a little less control than Robbi as she felt her nipples swell after that presentation and harden. There was definitely the pang of metal fangs she felt through the piercing that had a vice around the nipple, which added some interesting feelings to the sensation that she failed to suppress completely. Betty leaned back on her seat and steadied her breathing to gather her thoughts, rather than get lost in the jumble of this arousal that she was experiencing. She stopped herself from liking her lips in anticipation and leg out a small sigh when the foot retracted from its touch to give her some breather, rather than the reinforcement of physical contact. She turned to look at Robbi with her eye lids seemingly becoming slightly heavier with a small smile on her lips as she was posed the question, seeming adopting a mischievous air about her. Giving her a small shrug of her shoulder, she answer her question casually as an aside. Ah, well. If you're willing to touch, I figured that you'll be more than ready to merely tell me instead. That brought her to her next dilemma, with all of the flirting that they were doing between both of them, Betty usually relied on the other party to close the detail. She had her experience of talking and flirting with men, listening to their corny lines or accepting their small offering to woo her. It seemed at the end of it, she was presented with an offer. They would ask her for her number or ask if she wanted to somewhere private to slide for a few rounds. Again, it seemed that this situation was suppose to be in her control, but she had little idea how to close to deal exactly. She never exactly had to spell it out and people who were attracted were typically less than shy in telling her what they wanted to do to her. Maybe if Robbi had indeed met her randomly, she thought that she would have been picked up by the other woman. However, this was supposed to test and she had to pass it. She smiled faintly at the second question, looking like someone who had been caught red-handed with something she done, but not knowing what to say as a defense as of it. Her cute looks and works along were enough to spell it out. Stalling for a bit of time, she reached for the drink again and took two quick gulps from it, as if it was indeed a drink meant to rehydrate after a long work out. Sweet liquid courage usually did a good part in giving people some courage, though she didn't have that much time for the alcohol contents to settle in her brain that quickly. She brought her hands together and her smile turned more coy. Ah, well...I thought that we shouldn't really spend more time talking about it. Workouts don't do themselves and I was hoping that you'd join me in one. Maybe we could go somewhere a little private with me and you, the hotel lobby is a horrible place to do this. Somewhere I could peel off some of this wet stuff I'm wearing so that you could work me out? She said with a quieter tone and her eyes flickered to Robbi expectantly with that offer. As blatant as offers go, she hoped that she dialed it down enough that it didn't seem like she was merely submitting to her desires and asking a stranger to fuck her.