[ It's all too comfortable, like a well rehearsed choreography. Parker goes easily with the soft push and roll, slipping both her arms up and around Angel's shoulders. Happy in laying there with her, smiling softly with her laughter tickling against her lips. Leans back for a second to look at her, tracing a hand down to her cheek, thumb stroking over her jaw as she just looks. Memorising every line of her face.
Doesn't mind getting interrupted for it, for more kisses, and Parker sighs, leaning up to meet her half way. Parts her lips for Angel, hands over her shoulders, gently running her nails up and down her skin. Soft and tender, eyes closed and head tilted to give her space, to invite her in. One hand lowering to her thigh, then a little higher, gripping supple skin gently (because she can and wants to take advantage of it).
When she pulls back, Parker tries to follow, presses a quick kiss before she starts speaking. And if she thought she couldn't get any redder, she kind of does right then. ]
Oh-- [ Uhm. Awkward blink before she noses her neck a bit flustered. Angel always manages to make her shier than she has any right to be, messy and flustered and naked beneath her. Gives her a little kiss there. ] --Okay.
[ Like she would deny her anything.
Another small kiss to her shoulder and she turns around easily enough. Shoulders up, making the long scar down the line of her back more prominent. Precise in its path, work of a surgeon, small veins down the skin almost clear blue between bumps and bruises.
Parker looks over them to Angel, kind of annoyed in not being able to kiss her or hold her like that. She's way too far. ]
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Doesn't mind getting interrupted for it, for more kisses, and Parker sighs, leaning up to meet her half way. Parts her lips for Angel, hands over her shoulders, gently running her nails up and down her skin. Soft and tender, eyes closed and head tilted to give her space, to invite her in. One hand lowering to her thigh, then a little higher, gripping supple skin gently (because she can and wants to take advantage of it).
When she pulls back, Parker tries to follow, presses a quick kiss before she starts speaking. And if she thought she couldn't get any redder, she kind of does right then. ]
Oh-- [ Uhm. Awkward blink before she noses her neck a bit flustered. Angel always manages to make her shier than she has any right to be, messy and flustered and naked beneath her. Gives her a little kiss there. ] --Okay.
[ Like she would deny her anything.
Another small kiss to her shoulder and she turns around easily enough. Shoulders up, making the long scar down the line of her back more prominent. Precise in its path, work of a surgeon, small veins down the skin almost clear blue between bumps and bruises.
Parker looks over them to Angel, kind of annoyed in not being able to kiss her or hold her like that. She's way too far. ]
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