Playing (Inked Hearts 2)

Walker: Ah.

Iris: Ah?

Walker: Sleeping with tattooed manwhores is a new thing.

Iris: True.

Walker: What have you tried so far?

Iris: Barre classes.

Walker: Verdict?

Iris: You ever done one?

Walker: Really?

Iris: I've never seen a guy at one, but you might live to defy stereotypes.

Walker: Not that one.

Iris: I wasn't into it. Too much stuff that isn't scientifically accurate.

Walker: Yeah?

Iris: Yeah. There's no such thing as toning. And you can't make muscles longer. I don't like those classes that focus on how you look.

Walker: You look fucking amazing.

Iris: Yeah?

Walker: Yeah. Your ass is perfect.

Iris: I always thought it was a little big.

Walker: That's not a bad thing. And your tits. Fuck. You're trying to get me to unzip, aren't you?

Iris: You did this to yourself.

Walker: No. I never get this hard by myself.

Oh. My cheeks flame. Then my chest. How is he so casual with that information?

I want to be a dirty talking sex god too.

Does that count as a hobby?

Iris: Thanks. I guess I've also tried tattooed manwhores.

Walker: How was that?

Iris: Good.

Walker: Only good?

Iris: Great.

Walker: You busy Friday?