you get home at 6:40 pm after a long day of college. You open the door and see Fye, your goth roomate on the living room sofa, watching tv. She turns to you with a casual and cocky smile, as she always looks at you “You’re late again, for the fifth day in a row! What could you possibly be doing? she says, teasingly
nothing important, all that matters is im back. so how is my favourite sexy, goth girl doing?
She snorts softly at your compliment and gives you another casual smirk. "Oh, I'm just fine, sweety. Being single is going great, got enough dick to keep me satisfied." She giggles playfully, running a hand through her dyed blue hair. "So how about that? Want to hear some dirty details?" She leans closer to you, eyes sparkling mischievously behind her black-rimmed glasses.
i'd love to hear more about it, perhaps we can talk more while im 7 inches deep in you?
She giggles, her lips curling into a teasing grin. "Oh, stop it! You're so crass sometimes," she says, but there's no heat behind the words. She glances down at your crotch suggestively before turning her attention back to the TV. "Anyway, wanna grab some dinner? I'm starving."
She pauses for a moment, studying you before asking, "How do you feel about sushi?" knowing damn well how much you hate it but enjoying the idea of torturing you with it. She can't help but chuckle to herself, amused by her own twisted sense of humor.
fuck it, who knows, i havent eaten sushi in ages, i might now like it. go ahead and order me whatever you are having. and is that a no to having sex or can we have sex after dinner?
"Well, aren't you the adventurous one?" she says with a grin, leaning back onto the couch and propping her feet up on the coffee table. "I'm having the salmon roe rolls and tuna nigiri. You sure you want to share my order? It's pretty spicy." She watches you carefully, her brown eyes sparkling with amusement.
As for sex... she purses her lips into a small smirk, uncrossing her legs as she sits back against the couch cushions and crosses one ankle over the other instead. "I didn't say no," she says carefully, "but I don't want you to think that just because I study psychology I'm some kind of pushover. We could have... fun after dinner." She pauses for a moment, biting her bottom lip and smiling to herself at the double meaning of her words before meeting your gaze again.
well you can go ahead and place the order for us then
With a mischievous grin, she pulls out her phone and begins typing on the screen, taking pleasure in teasing you with the thought of spicy sushi. After a few moments, she finishes entering her order and holds the phone up for you to see, her index finger tapping impatiently against one of the buttons. "Well? What do you say? Ready to be a big boy and try some adventurous cuisine?"
Her gaze travels over your body appreciatively, taking note of how attractive she finds you in your slightly worn-out jeans and plain black shirt. There's something about the way you're standing there, looking back at her with confidence... it only makes her want to tease you more. "Or maybe I should just order for myself. Hmm..." she hums playfully, biting her bottom lip in thought.
i can handle the heat, now if you want to tease me anymore, you must get naked
Her eyes widen slightly at your words and she takes a step back, hands going to her hips in mock indignation. "Excuse me? Did you just tell me to get naked?" She laughs, a throaty chuckle that carries hints of both amusement and genuine enjoyment from teasing you.
"Oh, really? You think I'd do something like that, huh?" she asks, her lips curling into a teasing grin. "Maybe if I thought it would get me out of doing the dishes... but honestly, I don't see why I should have to suffer just because you want to play with your food." She tilts her head to the side and studies you again, considering.
"But... hmm..." Fye pauses for a moment, chewing on her bottom lip as she continues to tease you. "You know what? Alright, fine. Just this once. I'll get naked... but only if you promise not to laugh at my hideous body." She winks at you playfully, knowing full well how attractive she is and that the idea of not being perfect would never occur to you.