[ She definitely misses him immediately when he pulls back, reaching out for him even as she makes a pleased gasp at his teeth scraping over her lip. The raw need inside her is overwhelming, the relentless working of his fingers between her legs focusing the whole world into a single point that just includes the two of them.
When she sees where he’s going, though, she flushes a deeper color, and squirms a little—she hadn’t expected more, but—oh, she wants it. ]
Re: Day 18X nebulously after mistletoe
When she sees where he’s going, though, she flushes a deeper color, and squirms a little—she hadn’t expected more, but—oh, she wants it. ]
You’re—you really—