[One moment those fingers are trailing up his chest and he can feel his heart beating so clearly within it and the next they're gripping the edges of his hood and tugging and he's completely certain it stops entirely. There's no other choice but to follow him down and he goes willingly with lips that are already swollen and red from each kiss that came before.
The breath that he releases is slow and wavering, countered by the way his hand slips down to the curve of ass, resting there for the briefest of moment's before pulling back and smacking opened palmed, light and teasing.]
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The breath that he releases is slow and wavering, countered by the way his hand slips down to the curve of ass, resting there for the briefest of moment's before pulling back and smacking opened palmed, light and teasing.]
Tell me if it becomes too much.