LOCKE
”Seriously? What are you, twelve?” But she’s right. She does make some things harder.. Especially him. She still gets a laugh from him as he shifts over her, properly caging her in his arms as he looks down at her. He can already feel the faint burn on his lips from kissing. He kind of likes it though. The little noises she makes reawaken something in him. He’d loved them before but now? Now that he doesn’t have to hide or pretend? It’s something otherworldly. He might actually have to go pray to Frey after this.
The angle gives him a better view of the marks he’s left on her. There’s still more on one side than the other but it’s fine. He’s got other places to leave marks. It might be a tinge of possessiveness coming out. Sure, he’s happy to share but she’s still his. And maybe someday he’ll be brave enough to tell her that himself. Maybe she’ll figure it out herself. Locke is, however, done talking. He presses another kiss to her lips and it would be chaste if he wasn’t trying to figure out how to get her underwear off at the moment. Or at least out of the way enough for him to get things done.
Once he’s done, he starts to undo his belt with one hand while he leans over to find a condom with the other. He knows she takes something but he’s not sure if she’s been able to take it with the whole Halenani collapsing thing. ”Sorry if you were expecting something more.. Than a quickie.. Don’t know how long we have.” Sure he’s planning on leaving but he’s not planning on getting kicked out. One hand rolls the condom on while the other slides up her thigh, lightly pressing against her core. His thumb finds her clit and he leans down to kiss her again, eager to devour all the little sounds she makes for him.
The angle gives him a better view of the marks he’s left on her. There’s still more on one side than the other but it’s fine. He’s got other places to leave marks. It might be a tinge of possessiveness coming out. Sure, he’s happy to share but she’s still his. And maybe someday he’ll be brave enough to tell her that himself. Maybe she’ll figure it out herself. Locke is, however, done talking. He presses another kiss to her lips and it would be chaste if he wasn’t trying to figure out how to get her underwear off at the moment. Or at least out of the way enough for him to get things done.
Once he’s done, he starts to undo his belt with one hand while he leans over to find a condom with the other. He knows she takes something but he’s not sure if she’s been able to take it with the whole Halenani collapsing thing. ”Sorry if you were expecting something more.. Than a quickie.. Don’t know how long we have.” Sure he’s planning on leaving but he’s not planning on getting kicked out. One hand rolls the condom on while the other slides up her thigh, lightly pressing against her core. His thumb finds her clit and he leans down to kiss her again, eager to devour all the little sounds she makes for him.
Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am?
Lost as you swear I am?
