[ Peter secretly loved the way the other just parted his legs for him, opened up to him. Shivered when he spoke or blushed. It was like those secret reactions were only for him. Only he got to make Roman so..wanton in a skirt. Like another layer to whatever relationship the two shared. He was amused as the others body almost followed his hand when he took it back, the other leaning into his space.]

Yeah?...And what if I just want to push aside your thong and fuck you in that uniform? Just bend you over and give it to the spoiled rich slut you are?

[ He purred as his hand this time slid between Roman's legs again but this time his fingers brushed the others front as his head leaned in to grin at the taller ooy.]

You're fucking breathtaking in those clothes..