[ The thought of getting caught isn't so present on his mind right now, but that might just be because his mind's otherwise occupied. When he does catch up to that, though, he'll likely find it more exciting than anything else.
If only she understood how easily she can slip under his skin, how she doesn't even need to touch him to manage that. But her hand slipping underneath his shirt feels just as wonderful, and he sighs a little softly against her lips, his hands sliding down her neck, rounding her shoulders, trailing down her back.
It's true too: he can't resist her. But that's okay, he never minded that. How could he? ]
You do seem to always find new ways of corrupting me. [ [ He's smiling still, though, even when he squirms a little at the groping, his hands pressing into the small of her back and tugging her closer. ] ] Lucky you... I like it.
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If only she understood how easily she can slip under his skin, how she doesn't even need to touch him to manage that. But her hand slipping underneath his shirt feels just as wonderful, and he sighs a little softly against her lips, his hands sliding down her neck, rounding her shoulders, trailing down her back.
It's true too: he can't resist her. But that's okay, he never minded that. How could he? ]
You do seem to always find new ways of corrupting me. [ [ He's smiling still, though, even when he squirms a little at the groping, his hands pressing into the small of her back and tugging her closer. ] ] Lucky you... I like it.