[ The deliberately slow movements allow Grell to process every sensation - falling from his lap, her back hitting the bed, his weight bearing down on her and ceasing her breath. It leaves her mouth agape with a breathless gasp, knees pressing into his sides. Feeling his breath hot on her lips when she is incapable of drawing her own only leaves her whimpering into his kiss. She can barely lift her hands to rest against his chest! ]
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