She tips her head back and moans in a quiet, breathless way to let him know that the question is in no way fair.
"The only reason I'm saying later is 'cause I'm not going to rush this and people pounding on the elevator would kill my mood." She has a scar on her throat, and when he gets close to it her grip on him tightens. She's anticipating it panicking her, but it doesn't. Not as badly as she'd feared, anyway, not with how gentle his lips are on her skin.
"Do you think we'll make it all the way to your bed?"
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Date: 2017-01-06 06:29 am (UTC)"The only reason I'm saying later is 'cause I'm not going to rush this and people pounding on the elevator would kill my mood." She has a scar on her throat, and when he gets close to it her grip on him tightens. She's anticipating it panicking her, but it doesn't. Not as badly as she'd feared, anyway, not with how gentle his lips are on her skin.
"Do you think we'll make it all the way to your bed?"