You smiled to yourself, thinking that making light of the situation was a good idea even if it wasn't as absurd as the joke you were thinking of and that all came to question when she went a different direction instead of back to the tower. She had a ghost of a smile on her lips as she got dressed again and started the car to peel out of the club's parking lot. "I'll still get naked when we get back home," You sighed, "Not as fun, but beats getting arrested by some perv cop, am I right?"
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Your first instinct was to crack a joke about her missing out on your boobs or something stupid like that, but she seemed distant, and it didn't feel appropriate to. You glanced over, wondering why she didn't put her jacket back on or button up her shirt a bit, but then you saw she was staring ahead, thinking intently about something. "Nerd." You huffed, moving to sit back in the passenger seat and fixing your dress after.
"Nah," You shook your head with a deep frown, "That can't be right." "That's a hundred and eighty percent." She quirked an eyebrow. "You're like fifty percent surprised," You thought out loud, pulling back to read her reaction, "Fifty percent impressed, and like eighty percent turned on." "Are you packing?" She raised her eyebrows. "My dick," You laughed without missing a beat and she joined you before you admitted, "I might've." "Something's digging into my thigh," She mumbled, moving uncomfortably, "What is that?" "We should," You couldn't stop laughing as you tried to speak, missing the smile it brought to her face as you stayed straddled on her lap, "We should go before he comes back." "Well, that happened." She groaned as you kept laughing, hiding your face in her neck as it turned red, and she kept her hands on your ass possessively.
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