walks_two_paths | Room #217, Friday Evening

Savannah was sprawled across the bed on her stomach reading a very interesting book that had her completely focused on it. Every so often she would shake her head and smirk at the dialogue and then would grin as she got an idea in her head.

Of course, Destiny was curled up at the end of the bed, not sure what had her "Mom" so entranced.

[[OOC: For the boyfriend]]

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~~They done have sex~~

She flipped through the book. "Well, first, they have this wild interlude where he marks her as his own..."

~~Yeee-Haaaw!~~

He chuckled, scratched his neck. "Primal."

Um.

"...how does he do that, exactly?"

She flipped a couple of pages and her eyes widened.

Uhm.

"He... um... leather..." Her voice was a squeak. "Ties her up and... wow..." Her eyes skimmed the page. "Wow," she said again.

"What? Come on... what happens with leather?"

A beat.

A pause.

"I mean, geeze, how can you read that... trash, babe?"

"It's supposed to be entertaining and sometimes you could learn..." Her voice trailed off as she was skimming the pages.

"He tied her up with the leather and..." She made a squeak. "...started kissing her from her mouth, then her neck and... oh..."

Johnny sidled up closer to Savannah. "Yeah? What? Like learn what?" He was trying peer over at her book.

Wait... what?

"Pfft. I don't need to learn anything. I already know all that stuff, come on."

"Of course you know all of this stuff. You asked me why I read them... she seemed to really enjoy being tied up and... oh." She blinked and shook her head.

"You want me to tie you up, sweetheart?" He nearly leered at her. "What? Tell me what you read..."

Her eyes were dark and she swallowed. "He blindfolded her and because she couldn't see him...wow... she really liked that..."

Johnny groaned and fell back on the bed, slapping a hand over his face. "You're killing me here."

"You asked." Savannah pointed out.

"I know," he said. "And just for spite, I'm totally going to tie you up one night."

She laughed. "You won't."

"Are you testing me here?"

She gave him a mischievous smile. "Maaaybe."

"Oooh, yeah, when you least expect it too..." he nodded, grinning like the dork he could be.

She couldn't help but look him over very slowly and then smile.

"I love you."

"I love you too," he said quietly, his mood shifting as he reached over to pull her against him.

She snuggled against him, letting the book drop onto the bed.

"This is always so nice."

"I knew it. You just love me for my hot bod, don't you?" he teased.

"Your hot bod is very nice," she grinned, nuzzling him.

And it was very hot. Johnny loved heating her up.

Not dirty?

She always noticed when he heated his body up. "You know, just having you holding me makes me feel good."

His hands smoothed down her back, moved her over him a bit more. "Yeah? You kind of feel good too. More than good. Probably even better if you weren't wearing anything." Johnny was so classy.

She smiled at him. "I think you would feel better if you were out of those jeans, too."

"That? Is so not a problem." He gently moved her aside, hopped up off the bed. And stripped. Yes, completely.

Savannah had started to get undressed... and as usual got distracted by looking at him.

Johnny was distracted by staring at her. Then he remembered he was just standing there. He came back onto the bed and said low, "Hurry up."

Savannah was quickly out of the clothes she had been wearing and kneeling on the bed, just looking at him.

He reached for her hand, pulling her close against his kneeling form. His other hand snaked up under her hair, holding against the nape of her neck as he leaned down for a kiss.