'' JEALOUS ? OF WHAT — MY STUFFED TOYS COLLECTION ? '' she raises an eyebrow , astonished by his comment and at the same incredibly amused and not in the slightest surprised. she's seen the way he looks at her collection , the way he's grown comfortable and relaxed when in her bed. it couldn't just be her own doing , could it be ...
her breath hitches a little as his fingers untangle themselves from their hold and instead play with the surface of her stomach. '' oh ? could you ? ''
frankie would've been fine like this , cuddling all night long and falling asleep in nico's arms. yet , old habits die hard and they especially do when in his presence. they usually don't know any better than this , anyway. '' i don't think you can , but go give it a try , '' she whispers in return , pushing her behind against his groin and biting down on her lower lip , her grinding forcing his fingers to slip beneath her underwear and between her thighs in a swift movement. oh , he's always been smooth like that. a soft gasp escapes her parted lips , rough fingertips brushing over her wet core. '' that's not because of you , by the way. ''
frankie’s reaction to his touch was expected, just as the little taunt that had been mused by her, but that doesn’t stop his breath from hitching. and nico wants to say something back, because when was the last time he was ever unhelpful to her? but aside from the breathy chuckle that is coming from him, he’s quiet as he shifts his position from behind her; still pressed against her, but in a way his hand had more freedom to roam down her lower half. he almost laughs at her last remark. “ it’s not? ” he asks, lips lingering upon her shoulder as his fingers barely grace against her core now. “ so you don’t need me, no? should i leave from the window and let you be, yes? ”
