Vriska: Very good night tonight…oh, this is going to be one for the irons….in the fire…(chuckles)
(sound of door opening)
Vriska: Yeeeeeeees—? (gasp; asks cautiously, put-off)
John…?
John: (speaking through his teeth) Hello, Vriska. You’re
looking beautiful this evening, eh?
Vriska: Eh?! (surprised) Um, yeah, sure. John, is this some
kind of joke, biting an Earth blossom—mm!
John: Hmm~ (kissing noise) It’s a rose, Vriska. We use it on
Earth as a symbol of passion and love. Dave’s idea.
Vriska: Ah-huh…tell me, John, do you take all of your
ideas from Strider or the Rose human? Like the totally-weird
lack of a shirt…or pants…?
John: Nope. Those were my ideas! If those cheesy, terrible
movies with Nic Cage’s godawful acting—
Vriska: Hey!
John: —told me anything, it’s how to please a lady.
So…c’mere?
Vriska: (surprised noise, then a sigh)
(kissing)
Vriska: Jo-hn, I….mh….(gasps)…where did you figure
THAT out?!
John: Rose.
Vriska: (indignant) What?! …(starts to form sentences, but
always cuts them off with gasps, moans, etc)
Vriska: (murmurs) Damn…(hisses)
John: (says to himself) Okay…now, I…
(some fumbling around with clothes, murmured bits of
sentences that get cut off by groans, etc)
Vriska: (moans) Ah…oh my fucking god…John.
John: Y-yeah? (chuckles nervously)
Vriska: You are…you’re huge. (shaky breath) oh, fuck…
John: Mmh…is…that a good thing? (speaks between deep
breaths/pants)
Vriska: YES, it’s good! (gasps, then moans) D-…do that
again.
John: Wait…this?
Vriska: Mmmm! Yes, that! Ohmyfuckinggod!
(moaning, gasping, etc…orgasmic noises)
Vriska: (breathing heavily) …Sheesh…John?
John: (gulps, panting a bit) Yeah, Vriska?
Vriska: You are a sexbeast….that was a compliment.
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