‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ * O͜͡ct͟a͟𝗻𝗲.

giggle within her throat while he readjusts again, then a hiss when he grabs her breasts too tight! she fishes her hands along 'tavi's arms and holds onto his wrists to hopefully alleviate uncomfort. "ghh— grab 'em any harder 'n yuh might bruise 'em!" 🌀 pauses inbetween *

often forgetting his strength since he's sooo skinny .. cock pressed firm onto plush ass, hips aid in ruts to keep him occupied. "oouh, how 'bout yuh fit yuh dick between mi thighs? i wanna watch yuh hump, heheh."

it's her job to ( help ), not indulge! but he makes a very convincing case, especially with an hour lunch break .. 🌀 pulling down scrubs to the middle of thigh — is he surprised to see she's wearing a thong underneath? palms to his knees, trying to adjust for the perfect fit.

sudden change in his pace is her preferred, purr in chassis that devolves into robotic groan. momentarily letting up on the harassment to groin. just when ash decides to slide her fingers past short's hem, she's side swiped. slightly annoyed upon realization as metal butt *

but she does like watching. 😵‍💫

too eager. too easy. quickly does he come crawling back to her to get another taste of what she has to offer. simulacra allowing her hand to be guided back to groin to grope. punishable as he had no permission prior to touch, so a harsh squeeze, tight enough that she can feel *

enough, she knocks him over a final time. "keep your head in the game, 'taavviiii."