( oh--oh, oh. okay. yeah. scott can definitely do this. there's something incredibly attractive about henley's fingers being curled into his collar like that, and honestly, if she teased him about the little noise he just made into her mouth, he wouldn't even fight it. )
It--uh, it isn't obvious. ( his words are muffled a little, muted around the sounds of their lips kissing, touching, sucking. scott's hand wanders back down over henley's side, over her hip and to her thigh. this he lifts to hook a leg over himself, his free hand cupping her face all the while.
some manoeuvring has henley's back touching the mattress, scott's body between her legs, and still he kisses her: tasting her, having her, loving her.
the ends of his front teeth brush her lower lip, words low and rumbling. ) With all the things you keep doing, I'd think you preferred me dead.
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It--uh, it isn't obvious. ( his words are muffled a little, muted around the sounds of their lips kissing, touching, sucking. scott's hand wanders back down over henley's side, over her hip and to her thigh. this he lifts to hook a leg over himself, his free hand cupping her face all the while.
some manoeuvring has henley's back touching the mattress, scott's body between her legs, and still he kisses her: tasting her, having her, loving her.
the ends of his front teeth brush her lower lip, words low and rumbling. ) With all the things you keep doing, I'd think you preferred me dead.