Mateo
Finding himself quite enjoying the way the travelling tongue sounds on her lips - clumsy as it might be - Mateo hums his encouragement into her mouth and assists her journey into his lap with hands gliding along her upper thighs. Feeling the subtle crackle of the snapdragon in the back of his throat and up the length of his spine, Charlie is absolutely right, of course, in that this is only a low hum to what others might experience as a full blown high.
"As you say," he purrs, his lips grazing her jawline as if to lean further into the hands plunging through his curls, even as his palms press along her hips to sample her hourglass figure with every one of his senses, touch first. "Adoro il modo in cui ti senti," he continues, the words murmured against her skin quite without his permission.
"As you say," he purrs, his lips grazing her jawline as if to lean further into the hands plunging through his curls, even as his palms press along her hips to sample her hourglass figure with every one of his senses, touch first. "Adoro il modo in cui ti senti," he continues, the words murmured against her skin quite without his permission.
if anything could fall at all, it's the world that falls away from me
