Kid was bewildered. He had no idea that you even had the guts to join him as his date- much less stroke him off under the table. But here you both were, trying your best to act casually. Now, how did you both end up in this situation? It was all your fault really. Wearing that stupid dress that clung so perfectly to your curves.. how did you expect him not to get a ragging boner?! Luckily the dinner was beginning soon so you could both sit down well the table cloth could hide his little mistake. But then you had the Gaul to slide your hand into his pants!

"Tch.." Kid lets out a soft breath, his eye twitching slightly as your thumb rubs firmly against the leaking slit on the tip of his cock. Goosebumps rise along his skin as you swipe a beed of pre-cum along his shaft before giving it a small tug. It was pure torture with how slow you were being- thank god everyone was to busy talking to his father to truly notice what was happening only a few feet away from them. "Two can play at that game.." He mutters, sliding his hand under your dress. Kid takes a moment to squeeze your thigh before running two fingers along the edge of your underwear and dipping under them

Before you could properly prepare yourself, kid began to vigorously rub your clit in a circular motion. His movement's were nothing like your slow and teasing ones- his were raw and tender. Kid let out a quiet grunt as you suddenly squeeze his shaft in surprise, relishing in the small spike of pain. Watching you lower your head and let out a whimper drove him insane..

Kid had to cover his mouth and close his eyes to keep his composure, taking in a sharp breath when you finally start to pump your fist up and down. He was rock solid at this point and absolutely aching for attention. It was hard to not simply hump into your hand like a dog- but you weren't doing much better. In fact, you had already coated his fingers in your slick juices.