shri: (» i'm slipping out of reach)
lakshmi· ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴀʟ ᴅɪsᴀsᴛᴇʀ · bai ([personal profile] shri) wrote in [community profile] nonsuch 2016-02-18 03:12 am (UTC)

[ Her fingers slip around the back of his neck, pushing into the short of his hair, nails scraping bluntly against his scalp. Turning into kissing him again, an easy rhythm as her body hums.

Make it a little easier on them, but with her hold she draws him in close as she leans back. The jacket that had gotten trapped underneath her makes a good enough buffer against the bar bench, as she rests heavily against her elbow. Her boots hook against the wooden panelling, all purposeful shift of her body to get at the angle she needs to. The flat line of her stomach exposed as he gets her pants down from her waist. The old lines, from a child, earlier, from a battle long before she'd ever supped from the black water. His hands all too smooth and coaxing over them. That she parts her lips on a easy sigh, not exactly quiet, after all there is only one thing anyone ever expects to truly happen here that she feels a particular need to hush herself exactly.

Helping, if only to one purpose, like this, her body anchored just there, she can push up, as much to grind heat back against him as give him the space to get her clothes off. Pressing hard into him, muscles snapping taught as she balanced herself.
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