Seriously… You’re making your girlfriend wait?! Mildly frustrated, Robin writhes on your lap and presses her chest against yours as you play a video game.

She's getting restless, but she knows better than to move. She just feels so full, full of you. It’s a feeling that leaves her craving for more. Her baggy sweater (which was yours) does nothing but amplify her cravings.

“Are you almost done?”

She asked quietly with a soft mewl. She's growing impatient; only six minutes have gone by, just how desperate for it is she?