"Nope," she answers, popping the consonant just a bit, pulling her nails back up to his shoulders.
"Leave them right where they are. Just like that," she fills in when she steps back, makes no effort to hide the rustle of fabric again somewhere behind him.
The next time she touches him, it's her mouth on the side of his neck, her tongue hot and warm and her lips sealing to suck too gently to bruise, but intently nonetheless.
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Date: 2024-12-09 07:44 pm (UTC)"Leave them right where they are. Just like that," she fills in when she steps back, makes no effort to hide the rustle of fabric again somewhere behind him.
The next time she touches him, it's her mouth on the side of his neck, her tongue hot and warm and her lips sealing to suck too gently to bruise, but intently nonetheless.