The pounding on the door woke Lyon from a very pleasant dream involving two girls, chains, and a kiddy pool filled with Jello. It was just getting really good when he'd been jolted awake, leaving him with a raging hard-on and bad attitude. When it became painfully obvious to his enhanced hearing that the person trying to beat down his door wasn't going to go away, Lyon got out of bed with a muttered curse. Dragging a t-shirt over his head he padded over to the door, his black silk pajama pants whispering softly as he walked. He'd had every intention of persuading whomever it was that had ruined his nap to go away until he heard Minatsuki's voice. A slow smile spread across his face and his cock twitched against his PJs as he unlocked the door. Time to turn an annoyance into an opportunity
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She scowled at him, hands on her hips and lips pursed with distaste. She was wearing underwear, yes, and was certainly not interested in taking them off any time soon. Minatsuki wasn't nearly as horny as she could be, nor as excited as he was, but this was official business, and no time to dilly dally with...well...really good sex.
Deftly, Mina hefted up the skirt of her dress to give Lyon a rather nice view of her underwear - these ones blue with light pink lace edging and a little bow on the waist line - just to show him that she was not here to play this silly game and was strictly here on business. Still hoisting her clothing up, the Deadman simply snarled, "Give me back my underwear. I don't care if you're getting your fucking rocks off by sniffing my panties - I want them back. And I want them now."
"You show up late, you don't follow my instructions, and you expect me to just hand them over?" In spite of looking extremely annoyed, Lyon's eyes still drank in the sight of Minatsuki's panties. They were sexy in a cute schoolgirl sort of way, and he was already imagining ripping them off her. "Sorry, but it doesn't work that way babe." In a movement almost too fast to follow Lyon's hand shot out to grab Minatsuki by the wrist. While his hold wasn't painful it was still quite unbreakable. "I told you what would happen if you showed up wearing underwear. Now it's time to pay the price." With that he yanked Minatsuki into his room and slammed the door shut behind them.
"Your fucking instructions were stupid," she hissed in return, digging her heels into the carpeted hallways and room of the hotel. That move was supposed to give her some soft of friction to make dragging her somewhere a whole hell of a lot harder, but it simply wasn't working, and before she knew it, Minatsuki was feeling the wind a slammed door buffeted forward on her butt
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She scowled at him, hands on her hips and lips pursed with distaste. She was wearing underwear, yes, and was certainly not interested in taking them off any time soon. Minatsuki wasn't nearly as horny as she could be, nor as excited as he was, but this was official business, and no time to dilly dally with...well...really good sex.
Deftly, Mina hefted up the skirt of her dress to give Lyon a rather nice view of her underwear - these ones blue with light pink lace edging and a little bow on the waist line - just to show him that she was not here to play this silly game and was strictly here on business. Still hoisting her clothing up, the Deadman simply snarled, "Give me back my underwear. I don't care if you're getting your fucking rocks off by sniffing my panties - I want them back. And I want them now."
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