"Moan"
Seven: My muse trails kisses down your muses chest
"Mm," Allison hummed, popping open the buttons on Isabelle's shirt as she nuzzled her face closer to her bare skin, mouth planting hot, open mouthed kisses as more and more skin was exposed, lips traveling downwards from her jawline.
"Has anyone ever told you you're beautiful?" she teased, lips moving to the expanse of her throat, sucking their lightly before brushing past her collar bones, tongue darting out to lick the gap in between, before planting one just over where she presumed her pulse could be. Grasping Isabella's sides, she moved downwards again, planting kisses in a trail towards her abdomen, stopping just after her belly button.











