Post by Zoe Wallerstein-Smythe on Apr 20, 2014 22:50:59 GMT -6
"You make yourself sound awful," said Zoe. she was tempted to stick her tongue out again, but something told her that doing so probably wouldn't be the best thing right now. "And you're not that bad. You are aggressive though,' said Zoe, she tilted her head to look up at Devyn, smiling, "sexually aggressive too," she added. Then, being Zoe, she flushed deeply and again rekindled her interest in the photo album. She did like that Devyn was probably more "handsome" than beautiful; not that Zoe didn't see beauty in pretty girls; she just hadn't found them quite as attractive. As for the badness... Zoe didn't see that in Devyn, or maybe she saw what Devyn could be if she would just allow herself to grow a little.
She wanted to protest or point out that she was, in fact, the only one of them who was currently eighteen and therefore more qualified to look at the pictures, or possibly to point out that she'd already seen Devyn naked... if from behind. However, Zoe had obviously just used up her meager store of courage flirting with her girlfriend a few moments ago, so she couldn't manage more than some more flushing and a little noise of protest. That protest died in Zoe's throat as she saw something truly sexy:
Devyn. Shirtless and in what appeared to be male undergarments.
Zoe stared, her lips parting for a moment. Devyn's words jarred her though, and she blinked. "The background's too harsh for that," she said, pointing, "it doesn't work right. You probably should've been against a darker background instead of the gray... maybe black?" she tilted her head, her artistic eye now taking over for her... lustier one. "I could certainly take a better picture. You look angry instead of sensual and appealing," Zoe nodded then snuggled back down. "I can definitely take a better one." And there was a hint of "I want to" but Zoe didn't say it. instead she looked, hemming for a bit.
"Would you want one? Of me? Like that," she pointed, flushing, "though, um, I'd probably want something more... feminine," she felt like her ears were going to burst in flames. She turned to cover her face and sort of snuggle down. "Forget it; I don't think I could," she sort of wanted to, but just thinking about it was pretty much mortifying her...
She wanted to protest or point out that she was, in fact, the only one of them who was currently eighteen and therefore more qualified to look at the pictures, or possibly to point out that she'd already seen Devyn naked... if from behind. However, Zoe had obviously just used up her meager store of courage flirting with her girlfriend a few moments ago, so she couldn't manage more than some more flushing and a little noise of protest. That protest died in Zoe's throat as she saw something truly sexy:
Devyn. Shirtless and in what appeared to be male undergarments.
Zoe stared, her lips parting for a moment. Devyn's words jarred her though, and she blinked. "The background's too harsh for that," she said, pointing, "it doesn't work right. You probably should've been against a darker background instead of the gray... maybe black?" she tilted her head, her artistic eye now taking over for her... lustier one. "I could certainly take a better picture. You look angry instead of sensual and appealing," Zoe nodded then snuggled back down. "I can definitely take a better one." And there was a hint of "I want to" but Zoe didn't say it. instead she looked, hemming for a bit.
"Would you want one? Of me? Like that," she pointed, flushing, "though, um, I'd probably want something more... feminine," she felt like her ears were going to burst in flames. She turned to cover her face and sort of snuggle down. "Forget it; I don't think I could," she sort of wanted to, but just thinking about it was pretty much mortifying her...