Post-shower Joe

[blueondeck]

[You could find him walking from the direction of the showers. Hair wet & washed, new clean clothes, relaxed, and hasn't even gone home yet.]

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[blueondeck]

[Not ... yet]

. . .

[she has really nice hands...]

[strooonger]

Good, you're not blushing.

[blueondeck]

[They're really soft hands ... they look so civilian and thin but she's so goddamn strong...]

. . .

[strooonger]

[And now, here is where you find out what I'm getting out of this.

Placing your hands on my boobs.

Oh and I'm not wearing a bra but, that is just added detail.]

[blueondeck]

. . . . . . . . . . . . . .

[BSOD]

[strooonger]

[Yep. That was worth it.]

[blueondeck]

[Still gone.]

[strooonger]

Joe-chan? Are you okay?

[Letting go of one wrist to wave hand in front of your face.]

[blueondeck]

[No reaction other than his fingers flexing slightly on your boobs.

Nope, you still have those.]

[strooonger]

[I felt that but, in terms of everything else, just blank expression.

And I am laughing so much now.]

[blueondeck]

[At least the laughing is pulling me out of it]

Basco!

[Taking his hands off her boobs!]

[strooonger]

[Not stopping me from laughing at all.]

Oh Joe-chan, I knew your reaction would be good but you looked like you passed out on your feet!

[blueondeck]

You can't just--

[turning his back to you and putting his hand over his mouth-- No! Looking at his shameful hands and then putting them at his sides. Looks like that blush has returned with a vengeance]

[strooonger]

I can't just what? [Walking up so I can see your face.]

[blueondeck]

[hiding at least a third of his blushing face under his bangs]

Put someone's hands on some strange girl's boobs.

[strooonger]

Well, at the moment, they're my boobs.

[blueondeck]

That still isn't ... right.

[strooonger]

Oh well, not much that can be done about it now. You already grabbed them.

[blueondeck]

How was that suppose to help?

[strooonger]

Well, now we know that if you grab at any girls breasts, you stop functioning completely. Imagine if I had punched you right then and there?

[blueondeck]

. . .

[Damn it you have a point

... eying your breasts now like they've dishonored me]

[strooonger]

[You are lucky that I am not a girl and do not feel weird that you are staring right at them.]

[blueondeck]

[Would you feel weird if I stared at you like this when you're in your own body?]

[strooonger]

[I know you would be eying me with distrust.

The same way you are eying these boobs. But I can still tease you.]

Joe-chan, it's impolite to stare you know.

[blueondeck]

[Looks back up at your face] I wasn't trying to--

[just sighs and grumbles]