"Wait--" James hears himself breathe at her, his voice thready, his lips swollen. He feels her suck on his neck, teasing and tasting his skin, and he losses what he is saying for a second, pressing his fingers into the fleshy part of her thighs, gripping onto her to keep her put, so she'll keep doing that. Her mouth actually sparks like fire against him, and he wonders how that is. How this is even happening right now. How. He wonders if they'd never been kidnapped to that awful place together if this would've happened. Was that the beginning?
Her hands press into him, rubbing his chest and stomach, and that feels even better than everything before it. He suddenly remembers what he was meaning to say earlier. "Wait--" His hands slip under her dress properly because this can't go further until her underwear is outta the way. He moves back, giving air, and attempts to tug the fabric far enough down her legs, with fast clumsy fingers, but is distracted once or twice by her mouth and hands as he does.
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Date: 2014-06-11 02:09 am (UTC)Her hands press into him, rubbing his chest and stomach, and that feels even better than everything before it. He suddenly remembers what he was meaning to say earlier. "Wait--" His hands slip under her dress properly because this can't go further until her underwear is outta the way. He moves back, giving air, and attempts to tug the fabric far enough down her legs, with fast clumsy fingers, but is distracted once or twice by her mouth and hands as he does.