one night of love to put my head in a mess

Dorito sighed and nodded a few times, watching as he grabbed her shirt after pulling back. "Its alright." She gave a reassuring smile. "Just a bit too fast for me." She grinned, stretching and sitting down next to him, not bothering to take her shirt back as she looked up at him.

"Just used to people asking my name before getting that grabby." She smirked a bit, crossing her legs and looking him over once. Excitable little guy but definitely one she wanted to excite. "Now, still want me to try and keep your mouth shut, Officer?" She put a hand on his thigh, definitely wanting to drag out foreplay a little longer. She wanted to let their little game play its course before things got too serious, and it'd been a while since she got to play around and be in charge.

"Dorito, easy to remember." She grinned up at Stephan as he put his arm around her. So he was a Wind Nymph... NYMPH?! Be still her beating heart! His sudden advances certainly made more sense, and she hadn't run into a Nymph since her high school years. Cutting to the chase would be best, yes indeed it would!

"Well, Stephan, seeing as how you didn't seem too up to the 'sexy roleplaying' part of things..." She turned, now with both her hands on his thigh and one sliding a little higher. "And since I now know your name, what to..." She leaned up until her little head was next to his, whispering in his ear. "...moan." She shifted, looking him dead in the eyes with a smile that couldn't be misinterpreted. "How about you resume the 'hands on' approach, just like before, Nymph Boy."

It'd been painfully long since her last Nymph, and Dorito knew just how much fun they could be. Air Nymphs were new, but if they were as grabby, excitable and straight to the point as the others she'd met...

One thing Dorito learned early on; Nymphs were a ride. You strapped yourself in felt the rush, then you got back on ten minutes later when the world stopped spinning. Besides, what was she gonna do while skipping class, study?

She didn't respond to his comment regarding her name, mainly because she'd heard it a million times before. Its not that the line has gotten old, more that she's gotten stuck talking about it for ages. Instead, she hastily started fussing with Stephan's pants. Zippers were the bane of her existence! Dorito let out a squeaky little moan at his sudden exploration of her body, somewhat surprised at how quick he was zoning in on her crotch.

With some considerable effort she started to get his zipper down, though Stephan was still making it difficult for Dorito. How can you get your hands between someone's legs when they got your hands between yours dammit?! "C'mon, dammit! Work with me, Zipper!" She grumbled, wanting to even the playing field somewhat. She was topless and he was at third base, he'd just got the go-ahead and she couldn't even get his pants open.

As soon as his pants were down Dorito pounced. She was being carried by him but with some aggressive wriggling and pushing she was able to get her hand into his boxers-briefs. It was no surprise that she was feeling a little cocky. Alright, no, she was feeling a big cocky. Her expression went from surprised to suddenly very, very excited. She had to pull back, however, when he put her down. Her wrist was at an odd angle and she didn't want to wrench anything important.

For a brief moment, Dorito realized that she was on the roof with a guy, grabbing his dong, and squirming around while he was carrying her. This was all sorts of trouble. Dorito loved trouble. The guy had a pretty fantastic bod, and it was all hers right now. As he pulled her close, her hands went to his chest. As he kissed at her skin, she slid her fingers down his body, her nails trailing. As he unclipped her bra, she slipped the front of his underwear open.

"Mmmmm... But what if someone catches us?" There was nothing but sexuality dripping from every word. She was just saying it to spur Stephan on. She began to slide her fingers into his underwear, taking hold of him once more and starting to pull Stephan's impressive equipment free, playing with it as she let out short, breathy moans from the attention he was giving her chest.

Well, Stephan knew the right thing to say. Dorito leaned in, frowning a bit as it became harder and harder for her to try and feel his cock. Eventually he asked if he could eat her out. On one hand, Dorito was quite disappointed to be denied access to her new plaything. On the other hand, get eaten out.

Dorito didn't so much reply as she did start climbing, hastily stepping up Stephan and slinging a leg over his shoulder. She pressed herself against the pillar, bracing as she rocked her hips at his face a few times, grinning down at him. She didn't need to say anything, she was sure her new position with her crotch right in his face would be more than enough confirmation.