She'd be laughing too if she wasn't so focused on the ball of nerves sitting low in her belly. Honestly, what is he wearing?
Just wait until he has to untie a corset. Kate would put money on him breaking the cord in frustration.
She waits until he's tossed away the offending britches, stirred back to focus by his kiss. She catches his eyes again, holding his gaze as she slips her fingers around him and begins to stroke. Light at first, gently experimental; firmer when he doesn't complain. Her free hand sweeps through his bangs, clearing his line of sight. She deepens the kiss.
Nipping at his bottom lip, her thumb brushes his head and she arches against him.
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She'd be laughing too if she wasn't so focused on the ball of nerves sitting low in her belly. Honestly, what is he wearing?
Just wait until he has to untie a corset. Kate would put money on him breaking the cord in frustration.
She waits until he's tossed away the offending britches, stirred back to focus by his kiss. She catches his eyes again, holding his gaze as she slips her fingers around him and begins to stroke. Light at first, gently experimental; firmer when he doesn't complain. Her free hand sweeps through his bangs, clearing his line of sight. She deepens the kiss.
Nipping at his bottom lip, her thumb brushes his head and she arches against him.