[ even with her mind clouded, lumine can tell he's trying to play the same game she's played with him last week. she's not like him who easily melts like putty after a touch or two. but she's not going to deny that it feels good, his breath warm on her skin, his touch gentle and soothing. her breath hitches once more when he trails kisses along her neck, teeth worrying her lip.
the problem with ajax, though, is that he always thinks he has the upper hand. that his teasing, his ribbing, his goading is enough to get a lead on her. that she'll be very open and vocal in wanting him. ]
While you still seemed tensed, Ajax.
[ her own hand snakes along the hand holding her chin, fingers trailing slowly as they trace the length of his arm and the line of his shoulder, the touch feather-light. she shifts in her seat as well, lets the hand on her neck dip just a little lower down, enough for his fingertips to brush against bare skin that's been warmed by his ministrations. she moves her head, tilts it enough that his lips brush against her earβ
but the moment her own fingers brush the edge of his collar, kissing the exposed skin of his neck, she pulls it back and yawns. ]
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the problem with ajax, though, is that he always thinks he has the upper hand. that his teasing, his ribbing, his goading is enough to get a lead on her. that she'll be very open and vocal in wanting him. ]
While you still seemed tensed, Ajax.
[ her own hand snakes along the hand holding her chin, fingers trailing slowly as they trace the length of his arm and the line of his shoulder, the touch feather-light. she shifts in her seat as well, lets the hand on her neck dip just a little lower down, enough for his fingertips to brush against bare skin that's been warmed by his ministrations. she moves her head, tilts it enough that his lips brush against her earβ
but the moment her own fingers brush the edge of his collar, kissing the exposed skin of his neck, she pulls it back and yawns. ]
I'm getting sleepy. We should go nap.