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[ And she doesn't know why that exchange fills her with something that kind of feels like hope — that's a lie, she knows exactly why it does, because it sounds like a promise, a guarantee that they'll be able to have this for a little while longer, even amidst the dangers that threaten his doorstep as well as her own. Maybe they can still make this work somehow, even if she doesn't really know how she'd describe it to anyone else.
Besides, she's pretty well-distracted now by shoving down his jeans, giving him a chance to step out of them before her fingers tease along the waistband of his underwear. ]
God, it's like unwrapping a present with you or something.
Is that a subtle way of saying you don't like the layers that I'm wearing?
[ he snickers, watching her get his pants undone before he steps out of them. when her fingers slide against his skin, he shivers, licking his lips and pressing forward to try and feel a little more of that for a few seconds. ]
Just means you have to work harder to see what you want.
[ and he knows you can make that effort, wynonna. he's seen it for himself. ]
That's my not-so-subtle way of saying that you look even better when you're naked.
[ It's not all about looks with him, but it's definitely a little bit about looks, and she can't ignore the slight shiver her touch elicits from him when she runs her fingers over his abdomen, dipping that touch beneath the waistband that keeps that last remaining layer on, keeps him from being completely bared to her. ]
Besides, what if I want to do more than look?
[ If he thought her touching him through his pants was distracting, it's probably going to be even worse when she steps in to press herself against him and brings her hand down between their bodies to cup over his cock through his underwear, mapping the size, the heat of him with her strokes. She still hasn't touched him directly yet, but even as quickly as they've moved from the front door to the bedroom, she's still about savoring this a little. ]
[ marcos starts to answer the question, starts to quip something witty and cute but then her hands maps out the size of him and all he can do is growl, thrust forward into her hand and shiver.
it hasn't been that long since she's touched him but it's long enough that having it happen now is intense and overwhelming, heady in the best possible ways. he's started to get hard just from being close to her since he'd gotten there but the hand on his cock gets him the rest of the way there. ]
God, I missed you. Te extrañé mucho.[ their lives were hectic, dangerous and spun them apart sometimes but he never stopped missing her. ]
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[ And she doesn't know why that exchange fills her with something that kind of feels like hope — that's a lie, she knows exactly why it does, because it sounds like a promise, a guarantee that they'll be able to have this for a little while longer, even amidst the dangers that threaten his doorstep as well as her own. Maybe they can still make this work somehow, even if she doesn't really know how she'd describe it to anyone else.
Besides, she's pretty well-distracted now by shoving down his jeans, giving him a chance to step out of them before her fingers tease along the waistband of his underwear. ]
God, it's like unwrapping a present with you or something.
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[ he snickers, watching her get his pants undone before he steps out of them. when her fingers slide against his skin, he shivers, licking his lips and pressing forward to try and feel a little more of that for a few seconds. ]
Just means you have to work harder to see what you want.
[ and he knows you can make that effort, wynonna. he's seen it for himself. ]
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[ It's not all about looks with him, but it's definitely a little bit about looks, and she can't ignore the slight shiver her touch elicits from him when she runs her fingers over his abdomen, dipping that touch beneath the waistband that keeps that last remaining layer on, keeps him from being completely bared to her. ]
Besides, what if I want to do more than look?
[ If he thought her touching him through his pants was distracting, it's probably going to be even worse when she steps in to press herself against him and brings her hand down between their bodies to cup over his cock through his underwear, mapping the size, the heat of him with her strokes. She still hasn't touched him directly yet, but even as quickly as they've moved from the front door to the bedroom, she's still about savoring this a little. ]
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it hasn't been that long since she's touched him but it's long enough that having it happen now is intense and overwhelming, heady in the best possible ways. he's started to get hard just from being close to her since he'd gotten there but the hand on his cock gets him the rest of the way there. ]
God, I missed you. Te extrañé mucho. [ their lives were hectic, dangerous and spun them apart sometimes but he never stopped missing her. ]