LOCKE
He sinks into her with increasing speed, letting himself feel her and him and both of them together. Locke replaces his hand with his mouth, giving her a shaky kiss because he can't get enough of them, of her. It's short and entirely too sweet for what they're doing. But then he's burying his head back into her neck. Locke stays there for a moment, panting and moaning against her neck.
It's too much, too raw, he feels too open. It's making him want to leave again. He could get up and leave, let her find someone else. She already tried to push him away once and maybe he's just being selfish and she's too nice to tell him no. Locke growls softly as whatever this feeling is bubbles up again. He has a feeling he's going to be fighting it for awhile or he's going to give into it.
For now he's going to fight it because he's greedy and she's beautiful and everyone else is a moron for not wanting her. His teeth sink into her skin as he tucks his arms under her. there's not a lot of room between them but it doesn't keep him from trying to fuck her properly. He's close, too worked up for his own good. He just hopes he can bring her with him.
It's too much, too raw, he feels too open. It's making him want to leave again. He could get up and leave, let her find someone else. She already tried to push him away once and maybe he's just being selfish and she's too nice to tell him no. Locke growls softly as whatever this feeling is bubbles up again. He has a feeling he's going to be fighting it for awhile or he's going to give into it.
For now he's going to fight it because he's greedy and she's beautiful and everyone else is a moron for not wanting her. His teeth sink into her skin as he tucks his arms under her. there's not a lot of room between them but it doesn't keep him from trying to fuck her properly. He's close, too worked up for his own good. He just hopes he can bring her with him.
Why follow me to higher ground?
Lost as you swear I am?
Lost as you swear I am?
