Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20180109050017/@comment-27550231-20180122160957

(S9)

Jorge's eyes instinctively turn to Ashe lingering on her bouncing rear. He contemplates giving it a solid pat and his arm twitches as if to act on his thoughts but he holds back not knowing how she wouldreact. He catches the slightest glimpse of her panties when the scene changes and instead sees Aurum's undergarments as she bends over to pick up her sparring equipment. The memory overlapped perfectly with reality as the same thing played out in his mind once more and his arm twitched once more to find purchase on long lost grounds.

Jorge jumps back and shifts his attention to the island and the few battle scars it beared. But no matter how hard he tried his eyes still tried to wander over to the voluptuous Ashe.

"Damn... that was close."

He removes his helmet and looks down at his still shaking hand.

"You almost got me into a whole lot of trouble back there. Twice!"

The two memories flicker back and forth in his mind layering upon each other as he subconsciously began to compare the two rears together trying to make a choice on wich he preferred. That was until he head a loud ripping sound and saw Ashe fall on her precious rear. He jogs over to Ashe placing an armored hand on her shoulder looking her over.

"Are you alright? Did something rip?"

His heart races slightly as he makes contact and catches a glimpse of her busy in her peripherals.