[ Grell has already busied herself with running her palms over his bare collar and shoulders, kneading at them needily whilst licking over her rosy lips. Being forced to stop earns something of a pout, but she's happy enough to comply, neck stretching back to rest her head and watch him beneath her heavy dark lashes. ]
I don't know what it is, but-- each time just become more exciting than the last with you...
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I don't know what it is, but-- each time just become more exciting than the last with you...