[God Quest] The Rice Dance

phoebe Can anybody find me somebody to love Her hands ran down his chest, then back up once his shirt was unceremoniously cast aside, taking a moment to simply appreciate her luck at finding such a handsome and strong fellow who wanted her. She started to lean in to kiss him again but was stopped a mere hairs-width away from his lips as he spoke. Her lips curved into a small smile and she happily obliged him, letting him pull her dress up over her head so she was in naught but a thin set of shorts. The kisses he left along her torso set a shiver down her spine, pulling him closer as her reached her neck with arms around his. The compliment felt more real now that she sat almost fully naked on his lap than it had when she had been clothed. In response she peppered kisses along his jaw then up to his lips again, cradling his face in her hands. Without much thought she rocked her hips gently, his arousal very obvious between her legs, hoping to coax him along. He'd been so engrossed in his own thoughts lately about what was coming next, what else had to be done, it would be good for him to just act for a little while.