[ he'll have that conversation any time at all. (he will also fuck any time at all. if she wants to jump his bones again, he would be the first to drag her back to him if she wasn't already on top of him.)
he cranes his neck and doesn't let her separate their mouths, taking kisses from the bottom and edges of her lips even as she speaks. he runs a hand into her hair, fingers spreading over the back of her scalp, and slowly tightens his grip.
when she's done speaking, he can't help it. he draws her in to a long string of just kisses, lips opening and closing, tongues brushing between their mouths. ]
You are the- [ another heavy kiss ] -hottest woman. You think you can get ole tough-as-nails Boothill beggin' for ya'? Then I'm gonna throw back your favorite phrase: I'd like to see you try.
[a shuddery little sigh escapes her when his fingers tighten in her hair - all the kisses have her shifting in his lap again, straddling him properly instead of sprawling out on him. her hand comes out to grab his free one, pinning it to the bed.]
I know so. [she murmurs, voice low and warm, a touch husky.] And you would. I'd have you on your knees so fast you'd be dizzy.
[a laugh, and then - well, she was sleepy, but what he said riles her up so bad that she does not even hesitate in going for a round two, reaching down to work him back up to hardness so she can ride him stupid for the second time in an hour, if he doesn't protest. she is Insatiable]
[ as if he hadn't already been asking for this. he's just as insatiable; he'd have never come onto her that first week otherwise. now that he has her within reach, he only ever wants more.
he lets her pin his hand and meets her with a half-lidded smile. her voice prickles the back of his neck. his chest feels hot, and all of the blue blood in his body searches downward, pulse leaping as soon as her perfect, warm hand finds his cock again.
he sighs, kisses her, shifts his hips as she works him to fullness. his body is thrumming. more of her. more of all of this. he grins wider. ]
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he cranes his neck and doesn't let her separate their mouths, taking kisses from the bottom and edges of her lips even as she speaks. he runs a hand into her hair, fingers spreading over the back of her scalp, and slowly tightens his grip.
when she's done speaking, he can't help it. he draws her in to a long string of just kisses, lips opening and closing, tongues brushing between their mouths. ]
You are the- [ another heavy kiss ] -hottest woman. You think you can get ole tough-as-nails Boothill beggin' for ya'? Then I'm gonna throw back your favorite phrase: I'd like to see you try.
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I know so. [she murmurs, voice low and warm, a touch husky.] And you would. I'd have you on your knees so fast you'd be dizzy.
[a laugh, and then - well, she was sleepy, but what he said riles her up so bad that she does not even hesitate in going for a round two, reaching down to work him back up to hardness so she can ride him stupid for the second time in an hour, if he doesn't protest. she is Insatiable]
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he lets her pin his hand and meets her with a half-lidded smile. her voice prickles the back of his neck. his chest feels hot, and all of the blue blood in his body searches downward, pulse leaping as soon as her perfect, warm hand finds his cock again.
he sighs, kisses her, shifts his hips as she works him to fullness. his body is thrumming. more of her. more of all of this. he grins wider. ]
Yeah? I'm gonna have to see it to believe it.
[ he brushes lis lips against her ear. ]