"Vulgar? Implying that I'm saying something dirty... yet at the same wanting this 'dirty' mouth wrapped around your most intimate parts."
A hand rests on his chest as she looks up at him.
"As if you aren't vulgar for what you were implying that I should do..."
“That’s a bit vulgar… don’t you think?”
He’d calmly sigh, looking at her as he observed her body.
“And I can say I don’t regret any of it.”
A tight smirk emitting from his lips.