[It's better when his pants are off; even if it's an illusion, there's something comforting about them being equally exposed. Her hips buck up in time with his, little keening noises accompanying his every stroke. Such a little change from their usual position, but she likes it.
She tugs her arms out from his grip, wrapping them around his neck instead. Being pinned down is not something she finds sexy.]
Perfect. [murmured against his lips with a smile before pressing into a kiss]
Sunday! \^^/
She tugs her arms out from his grip, wrapping them around his neck instead. Being pinned down is not something she finds sexy.]
Perfect. [murmured against his lips with a smile before pressing into a kiss]