All it takes is the heat of his lips and the feel of his skin pressed against hers as she wraps an arm around his shoulders— suddenly, she's alive again. Faye tastes herself on his lips, and that itself creates conflict in her senses, one detail so familiar, the other a freshly branded memory. Pressing her body flush against his, Faye feels her nipples harden against his chest before she shifts, wrapping long legs around his waist to yank him closer.
"Like your everything. 'Cept when you're telling me off," she breathes, letting her lips trail along his jaw, lightly sucking at the skin of his neck and feeling his pulse rush underneath. Trailing fingers against his abdomen, Faye lets her fingers find their way under his boxers again, pressing against his hardness before wrapping her hand around his cock with a swift stroke. Teeth tracing against the lobe of his ear, Faye whispers into the shell, surprisingly coy in spite of everything— usually, she doesn't spare many words for this. "Wanna feel you inside me."
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Date: 2011-09-01 02:44 am (UTC)"Like your everything. 'Cept when you're telling me off," she breathes, letting her lips trail along his jaw, lightly sucking at the skin of his neck and feeling his pulse rush underneath. Trailing fingers against his abdomen, Faye lets her fingers find their way under his boxers again, pressing against his hardness before wrapping her hand around his cock with a swift stroke. Teeth tracing against the lobe of his ear, Faye whispers into the shell, surprisingly coy in spite of everything— usually, she doesn't spare many words for this. "Wanna feel you inside me."