So you really are staring at my ass whenever I think you are? Good to - [ she’s cut off when corrigan grabs her, readjusts her position and drops her onto the back of the couch, easy as can be. penny lets out a surprised eep!
honestly, it’s sort of nice to be manhandled like this now again. usually, when she’s on the street as spider-girl, she’s the one throwing people around. ]
Somebody’s kinda needy, huh? [ she’s grinning, teasing, pushing back at him. ] Yes, please.
Trust your instincts, darling. [Corry grins upwards, carefully getting down on his knees -- he's an old man, be patient with him.] I'm always staring at your ass. Regardless of the situation.
And of course. [His hands slide up the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart.] Have you seen yourself lately?
Yeah, a lot less thrift stores. [ not all of her wardrobe is second-hand, but a lot of it is. and the stuff that isn’t was gifted and worn through to threads, or bought on sale. corrigan’s given her a lot of clothes. the gauzy blouse and miniskirt she’s wearing, sure - but also just good jeans, a few comfortable sweaters, things like that.
it’s nice, even if a part of her still feels a little overwhelmed at the sheer volume of how much it is. ]
Which - [ she says, spreading her legs, trying not to (obviously) shiver at his touch. ] Isn’t a bad thing.
Only the best for my girl. [Corry pauses, glancing up from between Penny's thighs, hands gripping firmly, thumbs stroking slowly across her silky skin. He hasn't called her that yet -- not out loud, not even when he's in the heat of the moment. He's a little surprised how right it feels.
Then he turns his attention back to pressing his lips against the inside of her thigh, nuzzling, then working his teeth at one spot, just low enough that any mark would be visible beneath her hem.] Even if you spend more time out of them than in, with me.
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honestly, it’s sort of nice to be manhandled like this now again. usually, when she’s on the street as spider-girl, she’s the one throwing people around. ]
Somebody’s kinda needy, huh? [ she’s grinning, teasing, pushing back at him. ] Yes, please.
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And of course. [His hands slide up the insides of her thighs, pushing them apart.] Have you seen yourself lately?
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it’s nice, even if a part of her still feels a little overwhelmed at the sheer volume of how much it is. ]
Which - [ she says, spreading her legs, trying not to (obviously) shiver at his touch. ] Isn’t a bad thing.
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Then he turns his attention back to pressing his lips against the inside of her thigh, nuzzling, then working his teeth at one spot, just low enough that any mark would be visible beneath her hem.] Even if you spend more time out of them than in, with me.