He lowers his head, warm breath and lips soft on her skin, those gorgeous
eyelashes tease-soft. Blue sighs and rolls back to allow him more access to
her, a little bold, a little nervous; slides her hand into his hair.
Having chosen a dress that at core is a slip doesn't help, every movement a
brush of satin, too thin to hide her body's reaction. His breath is warm
through it and she would beg for his mouth just a hair lower. What's a
kiss? What counts?
"What?" she whispers back, unsure of herself but smiling.
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Date: 2016-04-21 03:31 pm (UTC)He lowers his head, warm breath and lips soft on her skin, those gorgeous eyelashes tease-soft. Blue sighs and rolls back to allow him more access to her, a little bold, a little nervous; slides her hand into his hair.
Having chosen a dress that at core is a slip doesn't help, every movement a brush of satin, too thin to hide her body's reaction. His breath is warm through it and she would beg for his mouth just a hair lower. What's a kiss? What counts?
"What?" she whispers back, unsure of herself but smiling.