Dorito looked at what she had unwrapped and standing before her. She bit her bottom lip and then leaned back. "Want a double? Go for a lap dance." She was being rather straight-forward, but that was because she was having trouble keeping from just pouncing on Rhu at this moment. She wanted him to tease her, to push her to the edge of her control, she wanted to ride that edge as long a she could.
Don't be Sheepish! (Rhu)
- Thread starter Botchmun
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Oh, Rhu was open to this progress. He might be more familiar with stripping than lap-dancing, but hey! You didn't get anywhere in life by avoiding things you wanted to do simply because you weren't great at them. He slunk towards Dorito, letting a few fingers trail from her knee up her thigh as he approached, still curving his hips to the music and smiling at her. He settled himself over her, just brushing her skin here and there at first, and kept his feet on the ground rather than simply hoping he didn't crush her with his weight. Even while gyrating, so very nearly nude, this close to her he was considerate.
Dorito was clearly enjoying this. Her grin couldn't get any wider as she watched him move, felt him touch her, she was shocked at just how under Rhu's spell she was falling. It had been far too long since she had someone this lean, this nubile, this soft. As Rhu moved over her, she couldn't help herself. Dorito slipped five dollars into the elastic on his underwear. "You're a natural" Dorito almost whispered the words as she watched him work his magic, her hangs tightly gripping her seat, lest they wander to his body.
....He was getting *paid* for this? Like, actually paid? Not just in booze and probably sex? Well then. He could work even harder~ Still moving, rocking, flexing, he dipped lower and danced his fingers across Dorito's skin, up her ribs, the outer edges of her breasts - just enough to tease, you know - and then around to clasp behind her neck. There was constant contact now, bare thighs and stretched briefs still light against her body but definitely there, definitely offering more.
Dorito couldn't help herself any longer, hands moving to Rhu's sides and running up his waist. Feeling his body against hers, that bulge in his briefs poking against her... She couldn't even reach to pour him a drink. She was glad she didn't wear a bra today, her nipples starting to show through her top as her breathing slowly started to become hitched. She was almost half the size of Rhu, and the way his presence engulfed her... The way she was almost trapped by him, how excited she was now, it was hard to tell which of the two of them was more intoxicated. "Want that drink now?" Her words were playful but the offer sincere.
Rhu's breath faltered a bit when Dorito finally reached out to touch him, but he regathered himself and didn't miss a beat. His skin, covered in tiny wool-soft hairs as it was, twitched occasionally under her hands. The occasional patches of black and brown that splattered his body were actually furred slightly shorter than the white, but it was a small enough difference that most people didn't notice. He pressed against her more, working on controlling his breathing even though the pressure already had his groin aching, and considered the offer for a brief moment before answering. "I want it, but your hands seem rather busy," he eventually said, a hint of a purr in his voice. He would much rather she not take them off him, and his own hands were behind her neck. Speaking of which.... He let the pads of his thumbs stroke against her skin, still with the music, just taunting, teasing, tantalizing.
Dorito bit her bottom lip, the first time her grin had left her face. Decisions decisions... She turned her head away from his body, looking over at the booze nearby, her fingers tingling from his soft fur, almost like electricity against her skin. The feeling of his body hot against hers, her toes curling and uncurling as she almost shivered from the feeling of Rhu so close to her. Her eyes moved to his smooth stomach, looking up towards his chest then back down slowly, lower than his stomach... She felt like she was going to lose control at any moment, dangling by a thread. She was just about to tear herself away, to reign herself in and go for the booze, then she felt that pad on the back of her neck... "Tell you what." She said, her voice shaking as her self-control snapped, her hands moving to his briefs elastic as she began to shift. "You just help yourself, and I'll just help myself for a bit."
He felt the air in his mouth, his throat, his lungs, but it was nothing compared to her hands on his skin. Time hung in that air, both between them and pressing them together, pressing his hips against her, and then she spoke. She replied, and then her hands were both less on him and so very much more on him. His breath caught in his throat, then eased out again. "If you say so," he said, slowly, with just a touch of concentration. He let his hand trail along her shoulder as he reached out, the other remaining behind her neck to continue its gentle stroking, and hefted the open bottle closest to hand. Hey, if he was helping himself, who needed a cup? He took a long sip, savouring the feel of the alcohol on his tongue as Dorito's hands shifted along his briefs, and then tilted the bottle in offering to Dorito. "Want any yourself?" he teased. "Hands free even."
Dorito had already found a means to occupy herself. With no reservations, no need to keep herself in check or toy with Rhu any more, she simply tugged his underwear down, waiting to see what sprung out to greet her.
Apparently Dorito had no need for alcohol! Rhu shivered at the sudden air on his equipment and returned the bottle to the table. He ducked his head and laughed at himself, suddenly free of elastic and waving with every movement he made. He definitely wasn't quite human, with both sheep and demon background providing extra texture in the form of small ridges and bumps along his shaft, but his proportions were plenty standard.