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[rosarianoath]

"I know," he says, a little guilty, and he slides his hands across her skin to briefly fondle her ass. "You would not judge me."

[noburden]

She hums softly, fond of how large his hands are. He can so easily grab any part of her.

"You looked like you expected me to yell at you when I came home." Funny, in retrospect, but also sad. She'd never. Not over a picture.

[rosarianoath]

"I thought I'd made a mistake when I did not get a reply," he admits. "I expected you to come home, give me a dirty look and ignore me."

[noburden]

Her hand leaves his cock for a moment because she'd like his full attention.

"We don't do things like that anymore, Clive," she reminds him. Well, she doesn't, as she was the only one to really do that. Never again. "I'm sorry that I worried you by not responding. Truthfully, I saw the picture moments before Dion returned to our table."

She wasn't going to open his messages. Too risky.

[rosarianoath]

“If you didn’t like it, I wouldn’t ask you to pretend you did,” he says, even if he’s tempted to not say anything at all. He owes her his honesty, too. But more importantly, with a growing alarm: “I didn’t consider Dion might see it…”

[noburden]

"If I didn't like it, I'd ask you to send me other pictures instead." She sort of did that, but she's made it clear she still wants dick pics, too.

This time, his concern makes her laugh.

"I know you didn't! I began to sweat. But he suspected nothing, so I suppose that makes me better at acting than I thought."

[rosarianoath]

Relief once more. He hums, closing his eyes briefly, and then lazily looks back up at her.

"We should put you in a film," he murmurs. "I would like to watch you, too. Or look at you, at least..."