Not that comfortable with getting serenaded... [English], nu med kakaomælk

"Ah. Well. Uhm. You wanna borrow my external hard drive to have your files on, when you sort it out?"

"Nah. It's ok. I've only got crap on it anyway." Mmmh. Half naked girlfrie- fiancee. This was what he should be focussing on. Not weird men lusting after him.

"'Kay." a small smile and she dropped the towel as she rummaged for underwear in her dresser.

A pair of interested blue eyes followed her from the bed. Awwww yeah. Curves. He liked curves. Not abs and penises. Curves.

Before long, a thong and matching pushup bra were in place.

"D'ya have to wear clothes?" asked the boyfriend from the bed.

A small blush as she glanced at him over her shoulder. "Uhm. Not if you... Y'know." she wasn't adverse to the idea.

.... She never was, not really.

Her answer was the same smile that had driven Kakashi crazy hours before. "Better than homework?"

It still had the same effect with her. She could feel her cheeks getting redder. "Y-yeah, it does..." a soft smile did slide in place, though.

"I wasn't getting it done anyway..." he made a great show of looking her over appraisingly. It didn't take acting. She had one hell of a body. All curvy with curves and. Feminine. And no penises. This was good. And boobs.

She noticed, and smiled just a little more, though still blushing like hell as she deliberately swung her hips slightly more than usually when she walked over to him.

The Smile (tm) got wider.

She sat down on his lap then, still smiling. "Soo... Seeing this got you all going?" she asked, a hand sliding down her stomach, towards the thong.

"Always does," he said smoothly, even as he started blushing. He slid his arms around her, his fingertips just brushing the swell of one ass cheek.

A small chuckle. "You get to comb out my hair afterwards, then. It's gonna be hell."

"I don't mind," he kissed her neck (no scratchy stubble) then her boob (boob.) Mmmmmmmhhhhhh... "Or you can be on top."

"It's gonna get messy... Anyway... Ah," that, and she already had to let loose the first, low moan as her head tilted backwards.

"I hope.. I plan on getting you very messy." A finger slipped under the thong, and his hand landed firmy on her ass while his tongue found her nipple. Nice and large and boob-situated. Not hairy.

"I... Don't mind..." her voice descended into a groan as a hand found way into his hair, pressing him even closer.

Yeah. Who da man? Minato da man. Manly and heterosexual and liking boobs, and getting his girlfriend to moan. That was how he wanted it, needed it, no fucking in showers and listening to creepy perverted love songs. "Really. Really messy." The hand slipped lower to tease at her pussy from behind.

And that... Pretty much instantly made her wetter.

The boyfriend grinned, then took her lips in a deep kiss.
...he wasn't hard. Why the fuck wasn't he hard? WAKE UP, PENIS!!

Well, at just around that time, her hand slid down there and she noticed, furrowing her brows for just a second - then shrugged it off and began rubbing him. That always did the trick.

A moan in her ear, somewhat louder than usual, just for her benefit.
...however, the situation, pants-wise, wasn't improving much.

At that, she backed off a little. "... Something wrong, 'Nato?"