He manages to push up enough to chase her fingers over the dark skin. There's a tenderness in his soft kiss placed on it before he runs his tongue over its warmth. There's no heat to it, only pride.
"As long as ya want." This was her day--no, their day, for as long as she wishes it to be.
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Date: 2021-12-19 10:42 pm (UTC)"As long as ya want." This was her day--no, their day, for as long as she wishes it to be.