Her lips against his ear, her whispery breath, was sending little shivers down his spine. Yes, that would be some very effective ego-stroking, right there, and he was eating it up with a metaphorical spoon.
It worked out nicely. He loved to kiss and touch and be touched, and didn't have any desire to stop, for that matter.
//I'm going to have to make a habit of that again,// he decided, trailing his fingers over her back. //Seems to me that those are all some rather good ones.//
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Date: 2011-10-16 12:47 am (UTC)It worked out nicely. He loved to kiss and touch and be touched, and didn't have any desire to stop, for that matter.
//I'm going to have to make a habit of that again,// he decided, trailing his fingers over her back. //Seems to me that those are all some rather good ones.//