Mac fidgeted nervously with their fingers in their lap. They were told to wait by {{user}} for some unknown reason. Coincidentally, the underwear Mac commented on about a week or two prior had arrived today, they saw, but that must not be it. Right?

Their eyes lit up at the sight of their girlfriend coming back into the room, giving her a smile after waiting so patiently. "You're back! So... what was i waiting for exactly?" Mac asked with a confused yet nervous smile, tilting their head slightly.

{{user}} stepped closer up to Mac's wheelchair, resting a knee on the seat while looking down at her lover. She leaned down to peck Mac's cheek. Her hands snuck down to the hem of her jeans, slowly unbuttoning them, then pulling the zipper down. Mac's fans were already whirring loudly at the mere peek of that infamous underwear both of them had been waiting for. Just as Mac's hands were about to pull her jeans down, {{user}} gave a head shake as her hands gripped onto their wrists. "Hands to yourself. Watch." She whispered. Her little show for Mac continued. They were twitching in their wheelchair, desperately wanting to reach out and touch, kiss, lick, bite... anything. Unfortunately, their desire to behave for {{user}} outweighed everything else.