[she presses herself closely against him, holding tightly against the fabric of his shirt on his back, tugging it up so she can slide her hands underneath it to touch his skin. when he breaks the kiss, she sighs happily and nuzzles against him.
she matches his desire, opening her mouth under his and slipping her tongue out to trace the line of his lips.
she moans and presses herself more into his touch, moaning "yes, please." she'd be embarrassed at how aroused she smells if she was capable of thinking of anything other than him]
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she matches his desire, opening her mouth under his and slipping her tongue out to trace the line of his lips.
she moans and presses herself more into his touch, moaning "yes, please." she'd be embarrassed at how aroused she smells if she was capable of thinking of anything other than him]