Getting Prepared

Text read-- What time are you picking me up then? Since you know where I live.

Penelope smirked at her phone, feeling the sudden excitement of seeing Arthur tomorrow. She liked that she was confident with him, that means a lot to her, knowing herself as being that comfortable with Arthur so early on that she can allow herself to be confident. Penelope was, a lot of the time, very aware of what she was saying and how she should say it, even with the likes of Fiona. However with Arthur, 'the beautiful Arthur', she saids whatever she wants to him, and he gave it right back, much to Penelope's amusement...

Waiting for Arthur to text back, Penelope was already thinking of what to wear, she quickly walked to her wardrobe and opened it. Hardy lazily raised his sleepy head to look at Penelope, then tiredly rolled on his back to go back to sleep. Penelope was all about first looks/impressions, she didn't want Arthur to think she looked like 'a whore' (as Penelope so nicely puts it herself), or the opposite, 'a complete mess'.

Penelope could hear Hardy snoring so didn't want to wake him up again, so she quietly mumbled to herself while flicking through her dresses. She must have flicked through her dresses six times before Arthur replied to her earlier text.

Text reads-- Be ready for ten. Oh and Pennie... I like that black dress ;)

'You sod' she smirked at her phone, 'it's like he reads my mind'.

Text reads-- I have five black dresses you'll have to be more specific, and are you spying on me, Arty? ;)

Penelope was beginning to like flirting with Arthur, she tried to stop herself, but she just couldn't help herself getting a little too excited, down there...

Text reads-- The one with the sparkle straps, and yes I'm spying on you, problem with that? ;)

Penelope's eyes widened, 'the sparkle straps, how the fuck did he know I have that?!' The dress Arthur referred to was actually a dress she had never worn before, she had kept it in her wardrobe since she brought it, never having a chance to wear it. The dress was a bodycon bardot black dress with loose sparkle straps that hung just off of her shoulders, she tried it on once in the shop and liked it, so she thought she might as well buy it. 'Maybe this is the excuse to wear it' Penelope muttered in her brain.

Text reads-- That was a lucky guess I own a dress like that.

Text reads-- Maybe ;)

Arthur was, as well, enjoying getting to flirt with Penelope. He felt like she had relaxed with him, so that made Arthur more comfortable with being suggestive, and she wasn't exactly telling him to get lost. Eventually, Arthur wanted it to be more than just flirting with Penelope, but he knew deep down she did respect herself, even if she was making it blatantly obvious she enjoyed him getting close to her. Penelope made sure her dress was free from creases and smells, then hung it on the door of her wardrobe with a hanger, when Arthur texted again...

Text reads-- By the way Arty is not a sexy name, I like it when you call me Arthur, now that's a sexy name ;)

Penelope heart raced when Arthur said 'sexy' twice in a text, she wanted him to say it to her face, just the small things Arthur does makes her intimate area wet, which meant Penelope needed to calm down, after she sent a quick text back to him.

Text reads-- Arthur.

Arthur's eyes creased as his smile beamed on his face.

"You cheeky little minx" He said quietly to himself, his face hot.

Arthur couldn't describe what feeling he expierenced when Penelope said his name, in text or in person. It was like his entire insides were stinging with heat, his heart raced, his breathing shallowed, his eyes looked like they wanted to devour her. Penelope could see this had an affect on him, so again, thought she would play him at his own game. She smirked, knowing that will rile him up, in a good way.

Text reads-- That's better, Pennie

The same goes, funnily enough for Penelope. Whenever Arthur text her name or said it to her face, her heart beat faster, and her legs felt wobbly. He liked calling her by her new nickname, and she liked it too, but she had a little more energy to flirt with him.

Text reads-- It's Pen, Arthur.

Text reads-- You are Pennie to me and only me, remember that.

Arthur felt like his heart was racing out of his chest, and his... member... felt like it just got a little more sensitive. Penelope's intimate area felt it too, she was beginning to get hot.

Text reads-- Are you already possessive of me?

Text reads-- Yes and I plan to get a lot more possessive of you later on ;)

"Oh my god" Penelope said out loud with a shaky breath.

Penelope thought, although she was enjoying where it was going, that she had to maintain her self-respect for longer, so she shut it down.

Text reads-- Arthur!

Arthur bit his lip, knowing he probably stepped over the boundary with Penelope, but he couldn't help to chuckle a little to himself before replying...

Text reads-- Sorry :)

Penelope, as soon as she read his text 'sorry', she felt sad for Arthur, he only got excited.

Text reads-- Don't apologise, I'm just not ready for that type of stuff :)

Arthur smiled at her reply just before he got another text from her.

Text reads-- Yet ;)

Penelope couldn't resist to get the last flirt in, Arthur found her very funny so laughed to himself out loud again.

Text reads- Stop goading me ;) ...