[ She stares at him, and he can't help but think it's so fucking hot -- the bright eyes and messy snarls of hair, her lips red and moist and his erection slicked with her saliva. Firmly, Hei tugs her by the nape, disengaging her mouth off his head with a wet pop. It's fleeting but somehow also fevery when he leans in to kiss her, and she can probably feel the edges of his faint smile, ]
Slow on the uptake, aren't you?
[ He doesn't give her a chance to respond. His hands tangle tight in her hair, his mouth opening hot and wet against hers, a vibrating hum pushed into it. He rolls, without warning. The next moment she's pinned on her back, his weight heavy on hers as he crowds in close, one thigh up between hers, her head cradled in his hands. But he does break the kiss after a minute to nudge his nose lightly against hers, inhaling shakily in the space between them. ]
[ She asked him to slow down. The least he can do is oblige her. ]
Sunday! \^^/
Slow on the uptake, aren't you?
[ He doesn't give her a chance to respond. His hands tangle tight in her hair, his mouth opening hot and wet against hers, a vibrating hum pushed into it. He rolls, without warning. The next moment she's pinned on her back, his weight heavy on hers as he crowds in close, one thigh up between hers, her head cradled in his hands. But he does break the kiss after a minute to nudge his nose lightly against hers, inhaling shakily in the space between them. ]
[ She asked him to slow down. The least he can do is oblige her. ]