LOCKE
The way she's looking at him makes his heart race. A teacher? Locke licks his lips, grinning at her, "I suppose.. I might be able to learn, with the right motivations.." He's practically purring it as he returns her glance. She's got a lot of soft curves and he can't wait to explore them. He wonders just how soft and unblemished she really is, if he can change that.
He's tugged through her room and he wonders if she'll let him crawl into her bed too. He's usually down for another round or two, if given the time to work things back up. It's like his special talent or something. He growls softly at her answer, hands finding her hips the second he has the chance to. "Love when I hear that." All the better to feel her, right? And gods, he can't wait to feel her.
He kicks his shoes off when she does, ignoring the loud clatter they make against the floor. Her hands are around his neck and her body is pressed against his and he loves it. She's warm and wanting and fuck. As he holds her gaze, he wants nothing more than to kiss her but that sick feeling bubbles back up. He takes a sharp, unsteady breath before grinning at her. "Of course.." His hands run from her hips to curl against the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head.
"Been thinking about this all day.."
He's tugged through her room and he wonders if she'll let him crawl into her bed too. He's usually down for another round or two, if given the time to work things back up. It's like his special talent or something. He growls softly at her answer, hands finding her hips the second he has the chance to. "Love when I hear that." All the better to feel her, right? And gods, he can't wait to feel her.
He kicks his shoes off when she does, ignoring the loud clatter they make against the floor. Her hands are around his neck and her body is pressed against his and he loves it. She's warm and wanting and fuck. As he holds her gaze, he wants nothing more than to kiss her but that sick feeling bubbles back up. He takes a sharp, unsteady breath before grinning at her. "Of course.." His hands run from her hips to curl against the hem of her shirt, tugging it up and over her head.
"Been thinking about this all day.."
I'm not gonna lie
I want you for mine
I want you for mine
