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I want the K.
1. hot, steamy kiss.
rough fingers knead the SOFT flesh of her hip, pulling her slender leg ‘round his waist as he pushes her back against the crumbling wall. a breathless laugh ESCAPES her, amused by the other’s want and neediness. she had IGNORED him for a few days, left him to his own devices, refused to show up when he asked for her.
it paid off, it seems. it shows that he wants HER, only her; craves her attention and needs it to go on lest he wants to go insane. while he might seem like he’s in CONTROL at the moment, they both know she is the one pulling the strings. fingers curl into his CRIMSON locks, pulling his head back before she crushes their lips together.
it feels like flames are licking at her tongue, BURNING her mouth and she loves it. it makes her ache pleasantly and she arches against him, gasping into his mouth and FORCING him closer as he holds her up, her legs wound tightly around him and hands in his hair, dragging down so she can claw at his cheeks.
fire of her own is IGNITED within the pit of her belly. but before either of them can find proper release, before either of them can be fully SATISFIED she pulls away; pushes volga back, fixes her skirt so it falls down over her legs once more.
he is panting. her mouth feels SWOLLEN and sore. cia gives him a coy smile, however, then slips away without a word.
` come here, ` a hand reaches OUT to her loyal servant, beckoning as one leg crosses over the other casually, baring the tanned FLESH of her thigh in what she knows is a teasing gesture. sensuality has always been her forte ( at least since her heart became enveloped by darkness ), using her WILES to get whatever she so pleases.
I was promised a clubhouse jacket. 8l
♜ [Be proud, kid. You’ve earned it.]