Out Of Shape

Demyan 

"I'll come back," I mewled as my thighs desperately wrapped around his shoulders desperate to bring him closer, "Please Eth."

He tsked as he shook his head, "I'll need you to prove it to me first and then you'll get your reward."

"Can I do it for you?" I pouted desperate just to touch him in any way I could. To please him in any way I could. 

He shook his head again as he gave me a sinister smile, "Unfortunately no."

My lower lip trembled as frustration brewed in me. Did he not understand the significance of this for me? "But it's been so long."

"Then you'll be more motivated to figure out whatever the hell is going on between you and Malia," he grinned before he pressed a gentle kiss to my left hip.