"We live in the middle of nowhere," he pointed out breathlessly, ducking his head to kiss along the line of her jaw, teeth grazing her skin. The implication was clear enough -- they needed an alternate venue. By the time they got back to the hut, there was every chance he'd change his mind.
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Date: 2010-02-19 08:27 am (UTC)