Prompt #83: Quivering Loins
Warren/ Freeze Girl
Word Count: 288
Rating: M
Warning(s): None
"What is this shit?"
"I think the technical term is adult literature."
Warren looked up from the handful of goldfish he'd stolen from Magenta's Tupperware container.
Across the table the two girls read over the lines in a nondescript paperback.
"If someone ever said that to me I'd kick them out of bed and pull my panties back on."
"Really?"
"Yep."
"What's wrong with a guy saying that?"
"I don't know it's just not what I'd like to hear while getting sexed up."
"That doesn't answer my question."
"Well, honestly 'dick' and 'pussy' don't sound arousing. They don't sound like something a guy proficient in dirty talk would say."
"Well what does a guy proficient in dirty talk say? Miss Sexual Experience Expert?"
"Don't be an asshole. I just think if you're going to talk dirty it should sound more…"
Warren hadn't realized how closely he'd been listening until she'd paused and he'd found himself waiting to hear her finish.
"…aggressive, there has to be force to it. And you have no idea what I'm talking about but I'd rather say cock than I would dick and I'd rather hear cunt as opposed to pussy. They aren't childish words."
Magenta swiveled her eyes and head at him and he knew what was coming even before the smile started on her face.
"What do you think, Warren?"
Lo, with chin propped on fist let her eyes move lazily towards him, he might say she was trying to look less interested than she really was in his answer but he wasn't willing to bank on it.
"I think you should stop stealing Layla's smut from her bag when she leaves to go to the bathroom, she's back by the way."