slap happy

with P1 on the couch. talking. i'm draped over him - our noses nearly touching.

during the conversation he gets lippy. not annoying-lippy, but playful in a manner you can only do with someone you know really well. or someone you fuck regularly. we fall into both slots.

as a result of said lippy-ness. i give him a light slap on the bottom. again - playful in a way you can only do in a specific type of relationship.

immediately, he's lippy again. but this time, even more so. whack - goes my hand on his bottom. there's a hint of a smile around his mouth.

this time, i slap his bottom without provocation. he looks me dead in the eye. daring me. my hand goes back to his ass. once more - with feeling.

he openly grins.

i lean back and away from him - and give a grin of my own.

"nuh-eh," i say, wagging a finger at him. "you gotta work for the rest of 'em."