"I like it when you're greedy," she smirks, trying her best to hide how concerned she's becoming. She's seen him when his world tips before, she's seen different stages of it, she's been frightened by it. These days the only fear is for him.
Sweeney's hand pushes between her legs, but doesn't move up. Instead, he hooks the back of her closer thigh and yanks up roughly, flipping her onto her opposite side, pulling her back against his chest. Task completed, his hand lifts to deftly draw her hair back over her shoulder to expose the long line of her neck.
He leans forward to press his lips against her ear, even as his hand sinks back to her hip.
"Ya want it e'en if ya can't see it?"
His fingers dig, and he tugs her sharply back against him.
"I'll just have to pay attention to how it feels." She closes her eyes to emphasize not seeing him, and instinctively lifts her chin to bare her throat even though both his hands are otherwise occupied.
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"Now why would I wanna replacement, when I can just have two instead?" He grins playfully, willing himself to remain present.
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"Good. 'Cause ya have a way of makin' me wanna be." Sweeney nips her lip and slides his far hand from the inside her knee to midthigh.
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He leans forward to press his lips against her ear, even as his hand sinks back to her hip.
"Ya want it e'en if ya can't see it?"
His fingers dig, and he tugs her sharply back against him.
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