Oh, and what a tease she was, between her words and her fingers. His hands moved up her sides, tracing light, lingering patterns right up to her shoulders before moving down again, to pay some attention to her breasts. Her breasts had been woefully ignored so far. It was practically criminal to think, wasn't it?
//Good,// he murmured, sending one deliberate, slow, reverent sort of kiss to one of those breasts, and then to the next. //I was really rather hoping you would.//
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Date: 2011-10-16 03:35 am (UTC)//Good,// he murmured, sending one deliberate, slow, reverent sort of kiss to one of those breasts, and then to the next. //I was really rather hoping you would.//