For @dctorbxtch continued from here
his lips press at just the right spot on her neck, eliciting a shiver that she tries to shake off. "is that what we're calling it? quality time?" she teased, tilting her neck towards him as he trials down it.
she hadn't exactly been angling for 'quality time' when she'd originally shown up on his doorstep, bottle of liquor in hand. what had started out as another lonely night was quickly escalating. bri found she didn't have a problem with that. it might not have been on her bingo card for tonight but what noah was currently doing to her neck may have made an appearance in a frustrated dream or two over the last few months. she was more than happy to let him scratch that itch.
though his arms have her boxed in against the counter he's left her enough space for her own hands to begin to explore. at first they wander over his tshirt, moving from his waist up to his chest. maping him out. lifting them up she winds them around his bent over neck, pulling him closer as he continues his own explorations. fingers play with the hair at the bottom of his neck before she gets impatient and threads a hand through his hair, pulling him back up to her face.
while she likes the teasing she needs more. lips meet his and she pulls him into a deeper kiss than the attention he'd been giving her neck. hands move from his hair to his cheeks as they kiss. better. she likes the feel of him around her. nearly pressing her back into the countertop.
"something tells me you're right about the bedroom," she says before stealing another kiss.
