He'd wanted her in his lap, because it allowed him better access to what he'd once so eloquently referred to as her things. After a while, his kisses fell off center, his mouth leaving a trail down from the corner of her mouth to the line of her jaw, her neck; he pressed a soft, sucking kiss to the hollow above her collarbone. Finally letting go of her hair, he snaked the very same hand between their bodies, the tips of his fingers ghosting upwards along her abdomen for the few seconds it took before he cupped the swell of her breast, all the while ducking his head further so that his mouth might take proper care of her other.
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Date: 2011-01-16 08:28 pm (UTC)