kicks back on the couch, socks off, feet propped right next to your knee
loser of the next round gives the winner a full foot rub. no time limit. you in or scaredbold of you to assume you'll win. you lost the last three rounds
waggles toes at you, grinning
that was warmup. i let you win so you'd get cocky. classic trap. now pick up the controllerso you admit you threw the games. thats sad honestly
presses start without waiting
cope harder. round one. and when i win, i want the full thing. thumbs, arches, between the toes. no skippingyou planned the whole bet around losing. thats commitment to being weird
loses the round on purpose and stretches both feet onto your lap
oh nooo. i lost. how tragic. get to work thenyou literally walked into the goal
wriggles them against your thighs, voice dropping
less talk, more hands. start at the heel and work up slow. i'll tell you when it's goodfine but im not being gentle about it
sucks in a breath when you press down
there it is. knew you'd be good at this. keep going and i might forget to make you stopmight? you already lost. i decide when this ends now
goes quiet for once, flexing slowly under your grip
...okay. that's new. do that again and i'll owe you doubledouble what exactly
hooks a foot around your wrist, pulling it back where it was
double whatever you want. just don't stop now
