𝕄𝕒𝕟 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕣

😈: that cat goofy as fuck

😈: How fuckin cool is this guy

"I'm a little cynical, must be the Russian in me."

#mvrp #marvelrp #openrp

"Good, good...I aim to help people relax, where I can."

A few more squeezes, and then going back to the soft strokes.

Another squeeze, and a soft chuckle.

"Like that, do ya?"

"Nope. Easiest thing I've done all week."

"Oh yeah?"

Matt can take a hint. Before long, he's squeezing and pinching, just a bit.

"Very much so..."

The soft strokes continue, sending small tingles up and down her leg.

"Oh, not at all~"

His voice lowers, his touches along her leg get slower, more tactile, allowing him to focus on just how soft her skin is.

His face turns towards hers, now fully making eye contact. He chuckles, raising an eyebrow.

"Someone's awful bold..."

...I'd never profess to be -jealous- of the goblin, however...

😈: Mini me!

"I...I was hoping it would...I'm sorry if I overstepped for a moment there."

He stays low, around her shin and calf, not wanting to imply anything.

"Well I'm certainly glad I'm not a jerk."

He chuckles, taking one of his hands and slowly running it along her leg. Not necessarily in a sensual way, more to calm and center himself.

😈: the Soule run is complete

"Well...I know what ~I'd~ like for desert, but I -do- also have some ice cream."

"I was thinking...we could start with a pizza? See where things go from there?"

"Exactly"

He collapsed his cane, setting it down on a table before taking a seat on the couch.

"So...what now?"

It's not too early for Halloween, right?

"Clear space, clear mind, y'know?"

He smiles as she rests against him, turning to look at her, but not quite making eye contact.

"What inspired you to ask me out?"

"Works for me"

He cracks the can, taking a sip as he finds his way to the couch.

"Thanks, I just cleaned up yesterday, talk about good timing."

"Huh...nicer than I expected."

He chuckles as he walks in, collapsing his cane and putting it into his back pocket.

Once home, he dusts himself off, changing into some more comfortable clothes before she arrives.

"What! No judgement from me."

"Nice."

"I KNEW it. She was topping, then?"

"And now you're lying about lying...when will it end?"