( 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.
[ her smile now is all intention now, her brows raising high. she pulls her lips away from him, though the pressure of his teeth is awfully tempting. she lowers her lips and trails kisses along scott's jawline - the stubble there scratching in a perfectly delightful way.
from their new position it's obvious that scott is more than willing as she feels a distinct hardness against her thigh. the feeling of it sends a shiver down her spine, but she continues along just the same.
her kisses dip lower to his neck where she takes her time, lingering at a spot she knows is particularly sensitive. she kisses there, then sucks gently. her hands, meanwhile, are lower now too. they're fiddling with any buttons they come across, unfastening them swiftly. ]
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. )
[ of course the sounds scott makes only spur henley on. she loves the way he doesn't hold back when she does something he likes. some guys were all force and grunts, but scott seems to carry a whole array of sounds, and henley wants to hear them all.
she shivers as his hand traces around her head. there's a spot at the back of her neck, behind her hair, that drives her mad when it's touched, and scott just barely brushes it, sending a soft jolt through her.
it doesn't deter her from her goal, however. when he looks at her she just keeps on smiling, as if she has some great secret to share. ]
Exactly where you think I'm going.
[ her fingers curl around the hem of his pants at the sides, and teasingly moves them towards the front center. ]
I would rather you, uh-- ( what is it about seeing the graceful lines of henley's hands so close to his... okay, junk. but it doesn't change the fact that his heart flutters. ) ... yeah, okay, you can do what you're doing.
( not that anything he might've said could've deterred henley in any drastic ways. she's got that look in her eyes that tells him she's going to get what she wants no matter the circumstances, and quite frankly scott finds that ridiculously attractive about her.
so much so that it doesn't take any coaxing at all to get him to lift his hips when he inevitably has to. )
There's something incredibly sexy about you planning to do all these horrible things to me while wearing my shirt, did you know that? ( there's also something incredibly sexy about how warm her breath is on his neck, and he dips his head just enough to press a kiss to the beauty of henley's mouth, tongue tasting her lower lip before he grins at her. ) I'm all for it.
[ henley doesn't expect scott to put up much of a fight, but it's always fun to see how flustered he gets at the start of things. she loves that, actually. nothing ever seems old hat with him. every time is interesting and new.
she pauses her hands as he kisses her, and just enjoys the sensation of it. she's eager to get things going with him, but it's impossible to ignore the sweet slowness of the moment. when their lips part she traces the lines of scott's lips before dipping her head low again. ]
I'll have to remember that. Note to self: wearing his shirts turns Scott on.
[ she grins against his skin where she's kissing him along the collar bone. when her hands finally undo the front of his pants she starts starts shifting them downward. ]
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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.
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[ her smile now is all intention now, her brows raising high. she pulls her lips away from him, though the pressure of his teeth is awfully tempting. she lowers her lips and trails kisses along scott's jawline - the stubble there scratching in a perfectly delightful way.
from their new position it's obvious that scott is more than willing as she feels a distinct hardness against her thigh. the feeling of it sends a shiver down her spine, but she continues along just the same.
her kisses dip lower to his neck where she takes her time, lingering at a spot she knows is particularly sensitive. she kisses there, then sucks gently. her hands, meanwhile, are lower now too. they're fiddling with any buttons they come across, unfastening them swiftly. ]
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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. )
... where do you think you're going?
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she shivers as his hand traces around her head. there's a spot at the back of her neck, behind her hair, that drives her mad when it's touched, and scott just barely brushes it, sending a soft jolt through her.
it doesn't deter her from her goal, however. when he looks at her she just keeps on smiling, as if she has some great secret to share. ]
Exactly where you think I'm going.
[ her fingers curl around the hem of his pants at the sides, and teasingly moves them towards the front center. ]
Or would you rather I not?
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( not that anything he might've said could've deterred henley in any drastic ways. she's got that look in her eyes that tells him she's going to get what she wants no matter the circumstances, and quite frankly scott finds that ridiculously attractive about her.
so much so that it doesn't take any coaxing at all to get him to lift his hips when he inevitably has to. )
There's something incredibly sexy about you planning to do all these horrible things to me while wearing my shirt, did you know that? ( there's also something incredibly sexy about how warm her breath is on his neck, and he dips his head just enough to press a kiss to the beauty of henley's mouth, tongue tasting her lower lip before he grins at her. ) I'm all for it.
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she pauses her hands as he kisses her, and just enjoys the sensation of it. she's eager to get things going with him, but it's impossible to ignore the sweet slowness of the moment. when their lips part she traces the lines of scott's lips before dipping her head low again. ]
I'll have to remember that. Note to self: wearing his shirts turns Scott on.
[ she grins against his skin where she's kissing him along the collar bone. when her hands finally undo the front of his pants she starts starts shifting them downward. ]
A little help?