Aha--ah-- ( scott's not good at being quiet, but he supposes this is more to henley's favour than not. one forearm remains pressed to the mattress, keeping him upright as his head cants to the side in quiet offering.
needless to say, he melts into her kisses; they're always so nice after a day spent working, so soft (like her), so warm (like her), so sweet in the way he can feel henley's smile written in his skin with every touch of her lips. ) H-Hey, what're you--
( his shirt is hanging open now, and when he manages enough brain power to look down at henley and her pleased expression, his hand brushes through her hair, over the curve of her skull and the side of her face and down to brush his thumb over her chin.
scott's jeans are certainly a little tighter now. )
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needless to say, he melts into her kisses; they're always so nice after a day spent working, so soft (like her), so warm (like her), so sweet in the way he can feel henley's smile written in his skin with every touch of her lips. ) H-Hey, what're you--
( his shirt is hanging open now, and when he manages enough brain power to look down at henley and her pleased expression, his hand brushes through her hair, over the curve of her skull and the side of her face and down to brush his thumb over her chin.
scott's jeans are certainly a little tighter now. )
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