mylittlecavallone | [ ic ] Continuations

[dryly amused]

You move fast.

Mm . . . I'm not in a good position for that, though.

They'd have to come off eventually.

[ Considers her in his lap. ... Not particularly inclined to move her off... ]

True... I rather like you right there.

[. . . shifts, leaning a little closer with a brief grind, rubbing against him, slim arms draping around his neck]

Ah . . . mmhmm . . .

[ fjdks, his breath catches a bit and his hips roll up against hers, eager. ]

Well, I like you here even more...

[lets her gaze drop, lashes heavy]

Isn't that . . . the idea . . .? Ah . . .

[ Pressing his fingers into her skin, a light coax for more as he rocks his hips up again. ]

It's a... very good idea.

This is—a good . . . idea . . .?

[she sounds confident at first, then trailing off a little breathlessly]

Do you need more convincing of that?

[ Tugging her higher on his lap, flush against his body. ]

Mmm, I don't need it, but I wouldn't argue . . .

[ A little chuckle, tilting his head to kiss her neck again, his hands sliding up her sides and skimming around, right up to under her breasts. ]

[exhales, squirming a little, swallowing]

Nnh . . .

[ducks her head forward to kiss along his jaw]

[ Boss is super cute... ]

[ Possibly not a thing to be thinking about while letting his fingers slide up and over Mal's breasts but is super thinking that. ]

[nips at him, leaning into the touch]

[cute could be worse]

[ Well at least Chariot is very much not thinking about puppies and kittens while rubbing a thumb over her nipple?? ]

[ i'm helping ]

[you'd better not be]

[letting out a husky moan, eyes going half-lidded, lips parting]

[ Leaning back a little, just enough to watch her as he rubs his thumb in slow circles, curious and attentive. ]

Nnh—

[tilts her head back, shivering, looking at him heatedly]

Chariot . . .

You look amazing like this.

[ Ducking his head down to press a kiss to the top of her breast, then to the side, over and over. ]

Ah . . . ah . . .

[carding her fingers through his hair, starting to breathe hard]

[ Dipping his head lower, letting his lips brush over one nipple while his fingers dance and tease over the other. ]

[bites down hard on her lower lip, trying to stay quiet, leaning forward with her hair swaying]

[she lets out a few tiny, breathy gasps, though]

[ Flicking his tongue over one, glancing up in faint amusement. ]

No one else is here to listen.

[ I hope anyway. ]

That's not—the . . .

[she gives up on that, shifting and leaning back, tumbling onto her back on the bed and dragging Chariot with her]

[ Pulled with a soft laugh, bracing an arm against the bed to keep himself from fully collapsing onto her. ]

I want more.

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