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TallJake β Emma Watson doesn't even have to try.
Published: 2015-07-11 16:44:03 +0000 UTC; Views: 10473; Favourites: 135; Downloads: 119
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Just stare at my legs and obey. I don't even need to pay attention to know you're falling under my spellRelated content
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*laughs* I am not your Slave... you are instead enslaved to the pleasure I produce for you... now submit... *my finger goes inside you again, as I kiss you before you can say more*
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*pushes you away* what?
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*averts my eyes upwards, looking away from her legs* Nice... Real good job ya did there.
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Thank you. Wait, what are you talking about?
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Ah, yes, I forgot you were feigning ignorance. Well then let it put it simply for you. As endless and beautiful as your legs may be, I'm not going to be one of those brainless idiots who gets caught staring at them. You may find plenty of naΓ―ve fools around here, but I'm not one of them.
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*smiles innocently* No you're not. You're clearly so much smarter than all the other men who get caught staring at my long, smooth beautiful legs. But if you just look at them, you could see why...
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I'm sure that's what you say to every poor soul who wanders by, isn't it? You flash them that charming, captivating smile, and make them think they have no choice but to gawk at your legs... Well, I'm not falling for it!
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If my charming smile and my long legs aren't having any effect on you, thenΒ why aren't you just walking away
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I suppose I could do... But talking to you is actually surprisingly pleasant, and you're right, it is a beautiful smile you have. And besides... Someone's got to make you realise that you can't make every man your weak-willed plaything, and I reckon I'm the perfect guy for that...
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*smiles wider* and it's so nice to actually have a proper conversation rather than just "you have nice legs".
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Yes, I imagine you must get that a lot... I'm surprised no-one's ever complimented you on your smile actually... It /is/ dazzling, and you really have the lips to complement it...
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Oh, yes... Those ruby red lips... The way they shine in the sunlight makes it almost distracting my brilliant to look at. I'd imagine a lot of girls would dream of having a lips like yours... And I imagine a lot of guys would dream of them too, just not quite in the same way...
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*smiles and raises an eyebrow* care to elaborate?
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Well... If you don't mind me being somewhat inappropriate...
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*giggles* not at all.
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Well, in which case... I imagine several guys have seen lips like yours, and fantasised about having them wrapped around their... Around their... Well, you know... *begins to stand up, trying to cover an erection*
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Well, I... I hadn't really thought about it until now, but I must admit... I suppose I'm not really adverse to the idea... *tries to turn my back*
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*laughs* please stop trying to hide it. I've already seen.
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I... I apologise... Just the thought of that... I must admit, I got somewhat carried away with it... *sits down, squirming slightly in my chair*
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It's ok. I understand. At least you tried to hide it, most men aren't that considerate.
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I feel sorry for you then. I imagine men would get them all the time around you, what with your lips, and *finally looks downwards* your legs...
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It could be worse. *begins gently swaying her legs*
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Yes... I guess it could be... *Begins to watch her legs, eyes flicking back and forth* I guess it would be worse if they didn't look at your legs at all...
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Indeed. Which do you prefer, my lips or my legs?
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*eyes flicker between her swinging legs, and the light glistening off her ruby lips* Lips... I mean... Your lips, without... Without a doubt... They're so... Perfect...
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You remember that dream you didn't have?
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That... *nods dully* Yes... That beautiful, ecstatic dream... I remember it...
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Want to make it a reality?
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*stutters, going a bright red* You're... You're not serious? Yes, I'd... I'd love that...
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*laughs* as a reward for at least trying to fight me.
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*closes my eyes momentarily, unable to believe what I'm hearing* Then yes... Please, please, Emma...
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Not here. Follow me... *holds out her hand*
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*takes her hand, following blithely after her, eyes fixed on her shimmering lips the whole time*
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(As in, to continue this? Sure, if you want. If you'd rather I went with legs instead, we can do that, I just thought it might be interesting.)
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(Yes to carry on this, it's just getting a bit...mature for comments)
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(Sure thing then. If you'd rather we stop with this one though, that's fine by me.)
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(I'll note you. It was just getting interesting 
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(As you wish. I couldn't agree more.)
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Must look away... Must resist...
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*takes a good look at Emma to see why* I don't know why I said that, her beauty is divine. Must look... Must worship!
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What! You are....are.. my mistress@_@
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