"I think I've got some idea," he murmurs when they part again, his hands falling to her hips. He knows what he'd wanted, and he remembers the look in her eye well enough. She'd looked like she was barely restraining herself from begging to be pinned against the wall; the memory of it sends a shiver down his spine.
If this was any other time but their first, his hand would already be on the STOP button. Instead, he kisses her again, then ducks his head to kiss along her neck, a hint of a smirk on his lips that can just be felt. "But do you wanna show me now, or later...?"
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Date: 2017-01-06 12:32 am (UTC)If this was any other time but their first, his hand would already be on the STOP button. Instead, he kisses her again, then ducks his head to kiss along her neck, a hint of a smirk on his lips that can just be felt. "But do you wanna show me now, or later...?"