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Protagonist/Runaway Teen

Summary:

The homeowner is a fucking simp for Runaway Teen.

Notes:

Runaway lowkey a bad bitch, actually... 🎵

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She likes to pretend that she doesn't want anything from him. He likes it, too, so there's no use feeling guilty for it.

 

She lays back on the homeowner's bed, a single foot extended. She's smoking one of his cigarettes while he makes himself busy.

 

He's kneeling on the ground. The homeowner kisses at the top of her extended foot, his breathing stuttering over her flesh. He's been like this for twenty minutes, and has been wise enough not to be pushy for more.

 

The teen knows that she's the only one he gets like this for. He wouldn't be acting like a foot is so novel if she wasn't… unless he really is this pathetic. 

 

“Ask.” She demands, idly blowing smoke out her mouth as she gazes upon him. 

 

“...”

 

His face is gets redder. He's tense. 

 

“Before I leave.”

 

“...” 

 

More silence. Then, she prompts him, “Well?”

 

“... may I…” his voice is raspy, nearly shy. 

 

She stares down at him silently, taking another puff. Her eyes are stony, just like his tend to be when regarding literally everybody. Once again, she won't waste time feeling guilty about it.

 

He coughs. Grits his teeth. Then, continues, “... rub against your… foot.”

 

“Was that meant to be a question?” She asks, raising an unamused eyebrow.

 

“... it was…” he releases a breath, “... a question.”

 

“Then ask it again. Correctly this time.”

 

He looks so frustrated that she briefly wonders if he'll walk out. Then, he repeats himself, “... may I rub against your foot?”

 

“Like this?” She raises her un-worshipped foot, brushing it against the side of his scruffy face.

 

He takes in a sharp breath, teeth clenching, eyes squeezing shut hard. She gives him a few moments to gather himself.

 

“... no…” he squeezes out, then corrects, “...may… I… hump your foot?”

 

The next word comes out in a weak breath from him.

 

“Please.”

 

She didn't even have to provoke it this time. That fact damn near makes her soak through her panties.

 

The teen lowers her foot from his face, sets it against his tented arousal, then grumbles, “... like I'd let you touch anything else.”

 

He's gross as Hell, undoubtedly. She still thinks he looks kind of cute when he cums all over her toes though. 

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