[ It's been quite a while since she had hands on her like this, and she soaks up the touch like a cat basks in a warm spot of sunlight. She takes in every nuance of the moment, the contrast between his soft lips and the coarse beard around them, the tingling sensation spreading over her skin in the wake of the slide of his hands, the way her pulse has started to pick up some speed. ]
Say it again?
[ A request rather than a demand, while her fingers get busy unbuttoning his shirt. ]
no subject
Say it again?
[ A request rather than a demand, while her fingers get busy unbuttoning his shirt. ]