LOCKE
Soft little noises escape him as she attacks his neck. It's sensitive and she figures it out all too quickly. Then she's pulling away to slip her top off and his eyes rake across her skin. Too unblemished for his liking, honestly. He'll have to fix that in a minute but she's tugging his pants down and he's gotta deal with that first. He pauses only to pull his own shirt off, leaving him in a strange state of undress. Locke's fingers thread into her hair and yeah, he likes the view.
The proximity of his cock to her lips is tantalizing and he threads his fingers through her hair. "Yeah. Think I do.. Think it could be better though." He's used to giving, to being the one on his knees. It's kinda nice being on the other end though. He pulls her forward slightly, merely a suggestion, rather than a demand.
The proximity of his cock to her lips is tantalizing and he threads his fingers through her hair. "Yeah. Think I do.. Think it could be better though." He's used to giving, to being the one on his knees. It's kinda nice being on the other end though. He pulls her forward slightly, merely a suggestion, rather than a demand.
I can taste you on my lips and smell you in my clothes
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
Cinnamon and sugary and softly spoken lies
