{
  "description": "\"GOD, you fucking REEK.\"\nNem, with those bright, yellow-soled feet at either side of his face, can't avoid catching whiffs constantly. A smell that he's evidently fond of.\n\nHe glances at one foot, turning blue with embarrassment and watching those toes curl for the camera.\n\"How much longer do we have to-\"\n\"Free to get up anytime,\" Vance interrupts.\n\nLooking into the camera's viewfinder tells him all he needs to know.\nNem's getting camera-shy once again, huffing, tenting the front of his undies, and dripping through the fabric.\n\nKnowing just what button to push, Vance just about lowers to a whisper.\n\"Or... you could ssslurp on these for one shot~\"\n\nNem whines, gritting his teeth and narrowing his eyes as he's unable to stop the throbbing. In his mind, he's absolutely losing it - cursing his desires and begging for it to not happen right now.\n\n\"You look like you're consssidering,\" Vance nudges."
}