[ now he's far more open about grinding up against her, pressing himself up between her legs, ducking his head to kiss up the arch of her neck with a needy sort of sound ]
[she exhales sharply at that, arching her back and tilting her head a little to give him better access her neck. She’s also gonna reach up to take his ponytail down so she can get her hands into his hair]
[ he's moving his hands off her legs to roam them up her sides, feeling her, while his teeth scrape and then bite lightly into her neck before sucking a red mark into it ]
[She moans softly and kind of tips her head back so it thuds softly against the door. She's into this. Her legs also tighten around him a little when he moves his hands off her thighs, and her fingers tangle in his hair as she tries to encourage his mouth's exploration of her neck.]
[ it's good because he's obvious into this too; he angles himself to press up further between her legs, rocking as he drags teeth up her neck and then down, leaving more of those hot little wet marks in his wake as he groans ]
[She bites her lip on another moan and rolls her hips against his in response to create more friction.]
Do you want to do it like this...with our clothes on?
[Her voice is low and breathless when she asked. But she wants to touch his skin, pulling his hair is no longer good enough, honestly. So she's gonna work on rucking his shirt up so she can get her hands on him.]
Edited (TYPO and also I decided I didn't like what I had before so added to it. I'M SORRY) 2018-09-27 00:53 (UTC)
[ he breathes hot, muffled against her neck before he shifts his hands; working on getting her own top undone or at least pushed up a bit, wanting more bare skin contact himself even with what he just said, he's not trying to take her shirt off just push it up some ]
[Yeah, the shirt will need to be pushed up or down since it doesn't have buttons in the front. She makes a soft approving noise when his hands make contact with her skin. She'd lean into it if she could, but the position makes that difficult, not that she's complaining. She's breathless and her skin is hot to the touch.
She huffs out sharply as she finds the hem of his shirt and she's able to get her hands under it to touch the flesh of his back. She digs her finger nails into his spine to encourage him.]
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Do you want to do it like this...with our clothes on?
[Her voice is low and breathless when she asked. But she wants to touch his skin, pulling his hair is no longer good enough, honestly. So she's gonna work on rucking his shirt up so she can get her hands on him.]
Re: [day 35, afternoon, BE=DE]
[ he breathes hot, muffled against her neck before he shifts his hands; working on getting her own top undone or at least pushed up a bit, wanting more bare skin contact himself even with what he just said, he's not trying to take her shirt off just push it up some ]
Re: [day 35, afternoon, BE=DE]
She huffs out sharply as she finds the hem of his shirt and she's able to get her hands under it to touch the flesh of his back. She digs her finger nails into his spine to encourage him.]