When he was tangled up into his own messes, he got ahead of himself. Her name repeated itself over again in his mind, his kiss developing more hungry by the second. He ignored anything his body may have been doing to retaliate. He could feel sweat bead up against his neck, his skin hot to the touch. He'd keep going. He didn't even have to make her, she just wanted him as much as he was grabbing for.
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Date: 2012-09-29 01:37 am (UTC)