"Have you ever heard of the game 'too hot'?" Billy asked Trixie as he sipped languidly on a root beer float.
Trixie made a sound that Billy assumed to be no. She was too busy at her computer editing a new video about Flaringo slugs. Billy sighed and went back to sipping on his drink and being bored.
"What's the game about?" She asked about five minutes later.
Billy jumped up so quickly he almost spilled the rest of his drink. "It's where two people kiss without stopping. Only you can't touch each other. Whoever touches their partner first loses." Billy caught her eye as she turned around from the computer, obviously intrigued. "And whoever wins gets to do whatever they want to the loser," He grinned deviously and Trixie smirked in return.
"You know you're going to lose." She chuckled as she sashayed over to him on the couch.
"Don't think so highly of yourself." He grinned as she sat down next to him.
"So how does it start?"
"Like any other kiss." Billy smiled as he leaned into her. It was hard for him not to just grab her and just have his way with her right then and there, but he knew the victory would make what else he had in mind so much sweeter.
Trixie smiled, happy to take a break from video editing- rendering was the worst- and simply kiss her loving boyfriend without having to worry about what came after. Every kiss was perfect to her; the way his lips moved against hers always made her feel like she was floating. Her hands were already burning to touch him, so she moved to sit on them, hoping that would deter any cravings she might have. His lips were like sweet honey, moving freely and slowly to her. He was never too slobbery but he didn't lack any fierce passion either and it made Trixie's head spin. Her hands became fists underneath her legs as the familiar want began to grow in the pit of her stomach.
Billy tilted his head, signaling he wanted to deepen the kiss, and Trixie happily obliged. Their tongues danced together, practiced in their craft. His fingers tightened their grip on each other. He had to win; the mental sight of what he wanted to do to his girlfriend fueled him on as much as it drove him crazy. Eventually Trixie got tired and let Billy do all the work, his tongue swirling around the landscape of her mouth. She felt the burning desire to touch him again, and she knew she wasn't going to last long until she fought back. She pushed her tongue back into his mouth, continuing to fight with his tongue as he tried to maintain his dominance. She tried to ignore feeling in the pit of her stomach as her tongue danced through the familiar contours of his mouth. She was having trouble gauging how Billy was fairing, but she knew if she didn't act quickly, he'd pull his piece-de-resistance before she could use hers. She pulled back just far enough to keep the kiss going as she gently nibbled on the tip of his lower lip. The groan set something off in Trixie's brain and all thoughts she had of winning went out the window as she pulled him down on top of her moaning.
"You win; I don't care, just please… now…"
"Nu-uh, that's not how this works darling, you don't get to bark around orders; you lost."
"Fine, what do you want?" Trixie just hoped it wouldn't be too torturous, because she couldn't remember craving a release this badly in her life.
"Bedroom, you in cuffs, now." Billy's husky voice whispered in her ear.
Trixie's eyes widened.
"Don't be scared babe, I'll make sure you enjoy every minute of it."
"But- I won't be able to touch you…"
"I'm sure you'll manage." Billy smirked again, scooping her up and carrying her off to her bedroom.