[ At the look, his smile widens a fraction, mouth settling at the curve of her jaw. His bottom row of teeth scrape sharp against the skin, a bite that leaves faint red marks. His tongue flicks out to soothe the sting, before he murmurs in her ear, ]
I can think of a few ways.
[ Still holding himself on one hand, the fingers of the other stray down the line of her body to between her thighs; dabble lightly in her moisture, then push inside, crooking after just a moment's consideration against that spot she showed him earlier. ]
action;
I can think of a few ways.
[ Still holding himself on one hand, the fingers of the other stray down the line of her body to between her thighs; dabble lightly in her moisture, then push inside, crooking after just a moment's consideration against that spot she showed him earlier. ]