[If the light pressure of her hand at the back of his head tells him anything, it's that she's having a ball. As long as she digs this tune, he'll keep laying it down. Elleru may feel it when his lips part a little; Scaramouche can't help but grin against her shoulder, the vibration of a short "mmm" escaping him. He plants another smooch there for good measure, seeing as she liked the first one so much.
He's moving toward her neck now, kissing her a couple of times along the way. Once he's there, he makes her wait again, goading her with:]
Right here, babydoll?
[He didn't hear her say she wanted him there, after all.]
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He's moving toward her neck now, kissing her a couple of times along the way. Once he's there, he makes her wait again, goading her with:]
Right here, babydoll?
[He didn't hear her say she wanted him there, after all.]