"I like a lot of what you do," she murmurs back, bending one arm up to loosely grip his shoulder, a little shiver taking her at the brush of his lips against the shell of her ear.
Her curves fit against him well, moving with the beat, as though they're fused together in places. "I know for a fact you move this well in bed," she murmurs. "I wonder what other parallels there are..."
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Date: 2009-09-27 06:37 am (UTC)Her curves fit against him well, moving with the beat, as though they're fused together in places. "I know for a fact you move this well in bed," she murmurs. "I wonder what other parallels there are..."