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[farcry]

"Grayson. Leave a message."

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[dawn_is_breaking]

It's up to you. You can either stop working and head on home so I can pamper you or....

[a small pause in which he can probably hear her smiling.]

Or you can stay on the line while I play with myself and describe it to you.
Either way you probably won't get much work done.

[farcry]

[ he makes a thoughtful noise, torn as if he hasn't made up his mind. ]

One's immediate, the other I have to drive for... but I can have both, can't I?

[dawn_is_breaking]

[She chuckles.]

Typical Dick Grayson, trying to do more than one thing at a time. King of the multitaskers.
All right, you can have both. I'll start myself off on the line with you but you better be here in person to finish me off.

[farcry]

[ he grins, and he's sure she can hear it in his voice, as the slow anticipation starts to simmer. ]

Oh, so it's okay to speed when it comes to you, hm? [ he pushes off the chair and she'll hear the click-clack of his keys locking the computer. ]

[dawn_is_breaking]

For the first round, maybe.

[She teases because they both know that they'll most likely go more than one round tonight. There's a small pause and she sighs, her hand creeping between her legs.]

I'm already so wet.