She barely registered they'd entered the bedroom until he was pulling her shirt off, and had raised her arms enough to help, before she moaned into the kiss and the feel of his skin on hers.
She couldn't stop touching him. She would kill for this, would do far more then just kill something, and she wouldn't let any silly thing just take it from her for a grudge.
She pulled back enough to take a breath and run her fingers along his cheeks. "Patrick," she whispered, like she could make everything vanish with his name. Then she slid her fingers down to his pants to get those off.
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Date: 2012-11-27 02:51 pm (UTC)She couldn't stop touching him. She would kill for this, would do far more then just kill something, and she wouldn't let any silly thing just take it from her for a grudge.
She pulled back enough to take a breath and run her fingers along his cheeks. "Patrick," she whispered, like she could make everything vanish with his name. Then she slid her fingers down to his pants to get those off.