[He's out a couple minutes later, in this, and it's possible he is mincing his steps a little, in a way that is only partially related to the low heels]
[He is also flushed all the way to his ears, and trying with dubious success to tug the skirt down,]
[Rye had pondered clothes for a few moments and....well, he decided at least some solidarity was good. Which was why he was in what amounted to an open back sweater dress. Something that got to his knees, but was definitely a skirt. A loose one at that. Is also has some deep pockets.]
[He looks over at Hurricane, blushing himself, but comes over.] You look cute.
["Don't keep him waiting! The toys!"]
[He smiles ruefully, reaching out to gently cup Hurricane's cheek.] I'll take care of you, okay? [Then he leans down to kiss him softly.]
[And start the panties and clamps on lowest settings.]
[His eyes sweep over Rye, taking in the new look; by the flush and the way his eyes linger, it's definitely a hit]
You look amazing.
[He leans in to the kiss - still flushed, and plainly aware of the eyes on them. Then Rye starts the panties and the clamps, and he outright jolts, the vibration evidently taking him by surprise]
[He blushes at the compliment.] Just....figured we should both try something new. And....well, access.
[He gently carresses his cheek as he jolts, watching his face.] We're going to be putting on a lot of shows. Might as well make it easier. Won't lie....there is something thrilling of getting to tease you like this though. You're going to be so hot.
[He reaches down to take his hand and tugs him forward.] Come on, pet.
[He stumbles a little, when he's tugged - falls against Rye, uncharacteristically clumsy. It's possible he's distracted; certainly he's shifting already, restless as the toys buzz along, out of sight underneath his skirt]
[The audience whispers and point; a few snap pictures]
[He jolts a little, as the toys go higher - stumbles into Rye, pausing for a long beat or two, trying to breathe through the impulse to squirm, not entirely successfully]
[It takes him a second, to catch his breath - another, after that, to straighten up again, flush absolutely rampant. His fingers twitch as he starts to reach toward his cock to adjust himself through the dress, but he stops halfway, painfully aware of the crowd]
It's possible. Then you'd have to walk like that. In your pretty dress, clinging to your cock after cumming while servicing me. Every picture showing off how effected you were.
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[Gathering everything up, cheeks dark]
Then lemme just, like -
[Disappearing into the other room to go get changed,]
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[And new clothes to adjust for wings and....honestly, easier access because apparently this is the theme today.]
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[He is also flushed all the way to his ears, and trying with dubious success to tug the skirt down,]
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[He looks over at Hurricane, blushing himself, but comes over.] You look cute.
["Don't keep him waiting! The toys!"]
[He smiles ruefully, reaching out to gently cup Hurricane's cheek.] I'll take care of you, okay? [Then he leans down to kiss him softly.]
[And start the panties and clamps on lowest settings.]
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You look amazing.
[He leans in to the kiss - still flushed, and plainly aware of the eyes on them. Then Rye starts the panties and the clamps, and he outright jolts, the vibration evidently taking him by surprise]
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[He gently carresses his cheek as he jolts, watching his face.] We're going to be putting on a lot of shows. Might as well make it easier. Won't lie....there is something thrilling of getting to tease you like this though. You're going to be so hot.
[He reaches down to take his hand and tugs him forward.] Come on, pet.
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[The audience whispers and point; a few snap pictures]
Y-yeah. Let's, uh - we better get outta here.
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So now we do a tour. Maybe we should start with a cafe? Those were popular in doujin.
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Ah - yeah. The cafe sounds pretty good.
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How do you want me to start? Because we do have to put on a show. [Murmured in his ear.]
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...I dunno.
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[The toys go up a notch.]
Well, you could eat me out and suck me off like a good maid.
I could push you over a table and fuck you.
Or you could fuck me. Take my throat.
Start simple just relaxing in a booth as I jerk you off. But it would get your cute uniform really messy.
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I mean... I'm in the dress, ain't I? So.
So I better act the part.
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True. I'll make sure you get rewarded for being a good maid.
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[He has not actually started walking again yet, thoroughly distracted,]
What were you thinking?
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[Then the toys crank to full.]
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Hiccup -
[His voice is rough and unsteady; the flush has spread to his ears]
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That'd feel good, wouldn't? Cock down your throat, fingers working my cunt like a cute maid, and getting to feel that?
[There is the excited murmuring of fans and pictures.]
Maybe you'd even get to cum while servicing me.
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Ain't -
Ain't that gonna mess up my dress?
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It's possible. Then you'd have to walk like that. In your pretty dress, clinging to your cock after cumming while servicing me. Every picture showing off how effected you were.
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That's - but -
But everyone would see.
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They are gonna see everything anyway.
[Whispers in his ear.] And admit it....a little part of you is excited they will.
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I am too.
I'll let you fuck me first if it helps you get more comfortable.
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