I lean upwards towards his ear breathing softly. "you're mean." I murmur as I swallow a whine he clearly heard. His devilish smirk appears "No" he shakes his head "This is mean" he pinches my nipple in the hand that's covering my nipples I whimper...
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Buzzy pov
"That's bullshit." Colten grumbles, getting angrier by the moment he holds up a lot of anger inside I noticed. It's probably why when he does flip out it's scary as shit.
"Get the fuck out all of you." He nods tensing up we all stand there looking dumb.
"Go get Katerina." he mutters to Floyd with such hatred Floyd nods leaving the room. So obedient. As a soldier. I could never.
"Did I fucking stutter? I said get the hell out before you all will be dragged out in body bags." He grumbles they all scram to get up no more playing dumb huh.
He's such a hot head. if we were inside out and he was Riley there would only be four little red guys burning with fire inside his head.
Katerina comes strutting through the door like a runaway model. She's in a short red dress exposing her thighs and her hair in a messy bun, her wavy curls sticking out. I've never seen her hair in a bun. She looks so different and really beautiful. It brings out her features.
No shoes on red tiny cherry earrings, her full lips covered in thin red tinted lip gloss, her skin glowing with tiny bits of gold glitter.
She spins around like she was heading to a festival Colten stares at her like she's the only female in the. Universe. She looks different.
Katerina pov
I walk in the room spinning around. I twirl in my festive outfit. I point my finger at Buzzy "we're going to a festival wearing red." I direct him and he narrows his eyes at me looking at my outfit.
"you're like his own personal squishy" Buzzy states in Portuguese I fold my lips so as to contain my laughter.
In a way I shrug "except I typically don't fuck my squishys only my pillows." I reply sarcastically. In Portuguese. "ew!" he groans nodding before. And leaving I plop down on the table.
I crisscross my legs. My dress hikes up more I sigh.
"What can I help you with?" I ask, looking at his desk full of papers. I uncross my legs sitting directly in front of him on his desk. I keep my legs shut. Shut.
He kisses gently on the inside, never breaking eye contact. My breath freezes. I feel my core getting wet the softer and closer it comes.
"F- Floyd said you needed help." I whisper my voice, shaking the eagerness my body becomes. No Katerina, that's not why you came. I didn't exactly come here for this. But now I only want this.
"I do," he mutters, "with what? because if it's exploring human anatomy you should talk to a doctor." my body jolts with pleasure feeling my juices run down my pussy he lifts up my dress all the way I lean back on his desk.
Bucking my hips he pulls down my underwear that reads 'nice on the streets' on the front and 'naughty in the sheets' on the back. Yes, they are Christmas underwear.
