Sunday! \^^/

[ Hei ignores her prodding knees, his lips teasing hers as he presses into the kiss. His hands slip up and down her back, along the curve of her waist to the dip and roll of spine and backside, a smooth undulant plane of heat, before he brings his hands to the front of her torso, fitting them over her breasts. A stuttery noise catches in his throat and she slides back along the length of his erection, reaching to unbutton his pants. At her warning he tilts his head, forehead rolling warm and a little damp against hers. His tone is wry and warm as he murmurs, ]

So you just take what you want and leave me hanging. [ With a tinge of mock-affront, ] I see how it is.