[ She loves that sound, the way he sighs and how it reverberates in his chest, the warmth of his hand over hers, the softness of his lips. Not salty or sad or desperately pressed in the last moments of a necessary goodbye.
It's just him; and when he does dip in to taste her mouth she responds without hesitation, her eyes long since closed to focus on the sensation of kissing him. Touching him as well, fingers curling into his collar to pull him closer as she nips at him, grinning at his laugh. ]
Sounds like an awful lot of faffing about.
[ Really... he was utterly ridiculous. She'd much rather just have him in here with her, her arms goosepimpling from being above the water for so long - and his attentions of course - and she makes a point to give him a firmer tug towards her. ]
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It's just him; and when he does dip in to taste her mouth she responds without hesitation, her eyes long since closed to focus on the sensation of kissing him. Touching him as well, fingers curling into his collar to pull him closer as she nips at him, grinning at his laugh. ]
Sounds like an awful lot of faffing about.
[ Really... he was utterly ridiculous. She'd much rather just have him in here with her, her arms goosepimpling from being above the water for so long - and his attentions of course - and she makes a point to give him a firmer tug towards her. ]
These aren't dry clean only are they?