She turns her head in towards his, brushing her lips over the tip of the scars carving their way down his cheek absently as she clings to him and shifts her hips in tiny little jerks to get some friction. "You could," she offers. She can take a little pain with her pleasure, he knows that, and now that he's here in front of her, with his big hands touching her body again, she desperately wants him inside her properly. "I don't want to wait."
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Date: 2020-09-12 07:08 pm (UTC)