[ Hei makes a low noise, a mix between a sleep-soft sigh and a hum. His cock twitches in the warm clasp of her palm, and the tip gives off a single drop of clear fluid as her thumb rubs across the slit. That knee-jerk urge is there; the breathiness, the restless energy. The way he stirs his hips isn't meant to be pushy, it's just a languid movement, the muscles in his body loose and easy, spine arching slightly to press himself into her palm. (Moments like this, he can't understand why he'd try to force from her what she so warmly, freely gives.) ]
[ Face buried in her neck, he gnaws her there before using the leg around her to slowly roll them over. He lets her sprawl on top, warm and comfortable, her hair falling like a dark curtain of shadow around them, his hands roaming free over the planes of her body, placing a trail of kisses from her throat down to her breasts. It's on a thick exhale that he murmurs, ]
You could pick up where you left off...
[ Just a suggestion. No agenda behind it. Scout's honor. ]
no subject
[ Face buried in her neck, he gnaws her there before using the leg around her to slowly roll them over. He lets her sprawl on top, warm and comfortable, her hair falling like a dark curtain of shadow around them, his hands roaming free over the planes of her body, placing a trail of kisses from her throat down to her breasts. It's on a thick exhale that he murmurs, ]
You could pick up where you left off...
[ Just a suggestion. No agenda behind it. Scout's honor. ]