[ Also the more straight-laced of the two of them. No one would care, and she's all thinly veiled impatience. Reckless, stupid, quite probably. She makes a far too irritated noise when Parker pulls her hand away. Panting roughly, as it's soothed by her mouth on her neck. She keeps herself canted at the angle for her. Hips still set close back to her and - she's aching with it. Spent how long this last week, trying to get her close, let her loosen up, let her in close - make like this place is meant for.
About to answer her with that bite of impatience. But she feels teeth on her skin and she moans, lost into the music, jolting against her. Feels the warm clench tight and needful of more than just her mouth on her neck and it feels so - so good. ]
You can wait that long?
[ It's ragged whisper back. Head turning a little so she can be heard. ]
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About to answer her with that bite of impatience. But she feels teeth on her skin and she moans, lost into the music, jolting against her. Feels the warm clench tight and needful of more than just her mouth on her neck and it feels so - so good. ]
You can wait that long?
[ It's ragged whisper back. Head turning a little so she can be heard. ]