[He easily lets himself be pulled back on top of her, straddling her lap and keeping her caged under strong, scarred thighs. He plants his hands beside her head as he kisses back. Fervent and hungry as he lets his tongue taste and explore as he pleases. She can probably taste herself on his tongue.
He breaks the kiss when he feels his lungs burn with want for more air, a smile ghosting against her lips.] Pleasure looks good on you, Clorinde. You should enjoy yourself more often.
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He breaks the kiss when he feels his lungs burn with want for more air, a smile ghosting against her lips.] Pleasure looks good on you, Clorinde. You should enjoy yourself more often.