larue: (rehearsed steps on an empty stage)
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 ([personal profile] larue) wrote in [personal profile] icarusalsoflew 2014-12-02 02:14 pm (UTC)

Then kiss me. [ That's murmured over your lips. ] And don't think of anything else but what matters: us.

[ He'll lavish your mouth with attention at that, shift his weight to his knees as he straddles you lightly, just enough to keep you in place and press up against you so that you can feel how much he needs you right now.

His hands have left you to undo the tie at his neck and shrug off that coat he'd donned for the night. When the tie comes loose, his fingers skim over the buttons of your top with the intent to shed you of the trappings of your own clothes. ]

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