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Oh? Hope he wasn't trying to take advantage of you. I'd have to tell him off for doing something so dastardly. [Wriothesley quips back easily, knowing who she's referring to and finding humor in pretending otherwise.] Well, I'm glad that he got you thinking. I find that most are usually unwilling to usually do so.

[Not that he wants to linger on such a conversation when she was settling between his legs.

A shudder runs down his spine but he can't help the grin on his lips as she hands him the measuring tape. There's some excitement that builds in his chest, enough to make his cock twitch with interest. He takes the measuring tape from her.] Anything the birthday girl wants.

[ Weiss can only laugh a little at that response. It's nice to know that he's got a sense of humour. Not to mention, he really is such a laid-back guy. It's just likely one side to him, but Weiss appreciates it all the same.

With her hands less busy with the tape, she can move onto far important matters. This may be homework, but Weiss never found that to be boring or a chore, anyway. Add having to suck cock to the mix, and it definitely makes things more fun. ]

Thank you. I'm glad you see things my way.

[ She deserves to be spoiled, thank you! Like this, it might seem that Wriothesley's the one getting spoiled, though. Small pale hands run along his inner thigh, outwards first then inward, as she peppers one side with soft and teasing kisses. If her pink lipstick ends up on his skin, hopefully he won't mind too much. She'll wipe that off him later.

Once her hands are close enough to his cock, she lets one stay on his thigh for purchase while the other wraps those delicate little fingers around his member. She can't close her hand around it, but it isn't a bad thing when she can drag her tongue up the space and lick it instead. ]

It's your special day, not mine. I imagine if I dangled my birthday over your head, you'd treat me the same. I'll agree to a lot of whatever you want, sweetheart. [Though he probably would not make too much of a fuss about his birthday. Just relaxing for the day is good enough.

He is definitely not relaxing right now though. How can he when she's doing what she can to rile him up?

Eyelashes flutter and he can't help but groan a little as she wraps fingers around his length, no hesitation for her to press wet tongue to the sensitive skin. He almost feels like he should be the one going down on her than the other way around. Then again, giving oral sex is one of his favorite things to do, so he'd be in a similar situation if their roles were reversed.

One hand grips the cushions of the couch while his other hand rests on her head, tangling fingers into silken locks.] Fuck, that's nice...

[ God... Weiss really is weak to being called all sorts of pet names. Dear, sweetheart, honey— it's so elating. Weiss' smile isn't going to leave soon because of that.

Up until she has to suck dick, anyway. Weiss may be the one celebrating her birthday, but she finds nothing wrong with being the one on her knees right now. After all, he's helping her out. She likes doing this too! It's why her eyes are closed as she gets his cock wet with her tongue, giving the head of his dick a good swirl before taking it between her lips. An inch in, a good suck, and then a good pop! when she draws away. All the while her hand strokes that she can't and doesn't put in her mouth just yet. ]

Are you hard enough to measure?

[ He feels decently hard. Weiss doesn't wait for an answer before leaning back in though, kissing the base of Wriothesley's cock and getting it nice and wet, a nice mark of pink lips staining it, before she moves to lightly kiss one of his balls. He can use the tape, it's with him anyway, but Weiss can definitely do the work that the House tasked her to if he'd rather sit and enjoy the show. ]

[This is actually the worst. Why did he agree to getting teased to hardness like this? Stimulated enough to want to get off but having to hold that arousal so a cute girl can get his dick measured.

He lets out a breathless laugh that devolves into a groan as he drops his head back. His toes curl and she can feel the way his thighs flex and unflex as his body reacts to her attention.]

H-Hah! You're- It's a little hard to think. [She's asking a lot of a man to focus on her task when he's focused on those pretty lips on him.] A-A little more, sweetheart...

[ He agreed because he is, in his own words, shameless. :') ]

Alright.

[ It's not like Weiss is shy around him anymore. Also, calling her "sweetheart"? Ugh, good, if she didn't need to measure his dick, she'd be riding him right about now.

It's a whole lot of encouragement for the praise kink monster that is Weiss Schnee. She'd just been teasing him earlier, but now her lips are back to the tip of his cock as she wraps a hand around the shaft. Not only does she press her lips at the very top, but she spreads them, opens her mouth and takes him in. Just a little bit - enough for her to get the bell end of it between her lips so that she can twirl her tongue around it before sucking and releasing it with a wet pop.

And she keeps doing it a couple more times, eyes closed, taking a little more each time while her hand strokes what she isn't able to cover with her mouth. ]

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