LOCKE
She seems to catch his drift and continues on. Which makes his toes tingle because he has more ideas, things he's never gotten to try before. Her fingers dig into his hip and he wonders if it'll leave a bruise. A low moan falls from his lips as his fingers tangle back in her hair, hips stuttering slightly before he falls apart. He keeps his grip loose until he's done before he's pulling her up to kiss her. He's always wanted to do this but the no kissing thing, you know? His tongue presses into her mouth, probing for some taste of himself and her all mixed together.
He pulls away only when his chest burns, burying his face in her neck as his hand slips back into her pants. "Guess it's only fair if I return the favor, yeah?" It's purred softly against her neck, tongue trailing along the bite he left earlier. It's amazing what a little orgasm will do for being all up in your head about shit, isn't it? "As if I need an excuse to taste you.." Maeve always seems to have a good time with it.
He pulls away only when his chest burns, burying his face in her neck as his hand slips back into her pants. "Guess it's only fair if I return the favor, yeah?" It's purred softly against her neck, tongue trailing along the bite he left earlier. It's amazing what a little orgasm will do for being all up in your head about shit, isn't it? "As if I need an excuse to taste you.." Maeve always seems to have a good time with it.
Callin' it quits now
baby, I'm a wreck
baby, I'm a wreck
