[ There's a breathless laugh in the air close to your ear, one that tapers off into a pleased sigh. He does love the feel of your lips on his skin, even if it never fails, somewhere down the line, to drive him up the wall.
Case in point: the way he's tangled the fingers of one of his hands up in your hair now, pressing against your scalp like he's trying to hold you in place. He has also shifted, pushing himself up a little more, giving your hands a bit more to grip on and your own fingers a bit more leeway to tease him, if you so chose to. ]
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Case in point: the way he's tangled the fingers of one of his hands up in your hair now, pressing against your scalp like he's trying to hold you in place. He has also shifted, pushing himself up a little more, giving your hands a bit more to grip on and your own fingers a bit more leeway to tease him, if you so chose to. ]
Need me where, exactly?