"Gods, could you?" He says, in a tone that's not quite begging but certainly speaks to his terrible need for her touch. Despite the passion of the plea, it's very difficult to stop kissing her, now that he's started though. He nips at her lower lip in kind, with a playful little growl of pleasure, one broad hand grasping her backside and the other coming up to knead one of her breasts.
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Date: 2020-09-03 06:42 pm (UTC)