[ he grins into her stomach at being called a charmer, his fingers quickly unhooking the latch of her bra. he lets it fall open, hands sliding up her back with a hum of approval, sliding the garment off. it does mean she has to stop touching him, temporarily, but he thinks it's worth it, at the sight. ]
Temporary? [ he murmurs, tugging her forward to nearly be flush against his chest. almost as if he's urging her to sit on his lap. ] You can permanently disfigure me for all I care.
[ he resumes his exploration of her body, though he presses a kiss to her sternum next, inching to the underside of a breast. his ministrations are slow and thoughtful, kissing delicately to her nipple, which he flicks playfully with his tongue. ]
Mmm. [ he sighs into her chest, laving a tongue over her breast before he slides his hands down to her thighs, hitching up her legs so she can straddle his lap. a better angle for her to take off his shirt, he thinks. and a better angle to continue his attentions, giving a playful nip to the flesh of her breast, soothing it with a thoughtful exploration with his tongue. ] Keep the stockings on.
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Temporary? [ he murmurs, tugging her forward to nearly be flush against his chest. almost as if he's urging her to sit on his lap. ] You can permanently disfigure me for all I care.
[ he resumes his exploration of her body, though he presses a kiss to her sternum next, inching to the underside of a breast. his ministrations are slow and thoughtful, kissing delicately to her nipple, which he flicks playfully with his tongue. ]
Mmm. [ he sighs into her chest, laving a tongue over her breast before he slides his hands down to her thighs, hitching up her legs so she can straddle his lap. a better angle for her to take off his shirt, he thinks. and a better angle to continue his attentions, giving a playful nip to the flesh of her breast, soothing it with a thoughtful exploration with his tongue. ] Keep the stockings on.
[ and, because that is a bit rude, he adds: ]
Please.