[he earns himself one last little shiver out of her at the thumbs at her hipbones, not bothering to move away or off of him. she's happy right where she is, unwilling to move until it gets to be too uncomfortable. when he speaks up, she sighs out a pleased noise, leaning down just enough to steal a kiss. he can have a little nip to his bottom lip too.
it is really a good thing, in retrospect, that they didn't have to do strip check in trials because the mess of sinjuries every week would have been wild,
anyway, sleepy and sated, she wriggles in his lap, arching up into the hand on her back.]
Gods, you really are good at that. [she murmurs, tilting her head to the side. jokingly:] All this practice is making you perfect.
no subject
it is really a good thing, in retrospect, that they didn't have to do strip check in trials because the mess of sinjuries every week would have been wild,
anyway, sleepy and sated, she wriggles in his lap, arching up into the hand on her back.]
Gods, you really are good at that. [she murmurs, tilting her head to the side. jokingly:] All this practice is making you perfect.