[ Christ. The moment is dripping with possibilities. As is she, but right now this has him going. He knows that just about anyone could locate them. They could stumble down here for a piss or to vomit. They could get a similar idea with their significant other and wander down here. There's a hundred different things that could make this completely embarrassing, but Jamie doesn't seem to care about a single one of them. It offers enough cover that common sense doesn't seem to win out.
Her reactions only seem to add fuel to the fire. They make him want to do more. Press whatever boundaries she might have initially had. He disregards her comment of sir for the moment. His hand drags around under her skirt to cup her ass. His hand on her breast lifts to cover her mouth and he gives her panty clad ass a little smack. Not too hard, but enough. His lips brush her neck as he smiles gently. ] Sir would help.
[ Jamie grabs the top of her underwear and gives them a pull downward. Not completely. Just down to her thighs which gives him what he wants. Hand coming back around to her cunt as his fingers glide down against her lips. ] Yer soaked, lass, ye've been thinking about me? [ He nibbles at her neck with another throaty chuckle. His middle finger dips between her lips and presses downward to tease at her opening. The tip gliding against the slick. ]
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Date: 2018-03-14 03:43 am (UTC)Her reactions only seem to add fuel to the fire. They make him want to do more. Press whatever boundaries she might have initially had. He disregards her comment of sir for the moment. His hand drags around under her skirt to cup her ass. His hand on her breast lifts to cover her mouth and he gives her panty clad ass a little smack. Not too hard, but enough. His lips brush her neck as he smiles gently. ] Sir would help.
[ Jamie grabs the top of her underwear and gives them a pull downward. Not completely. Just down to her thighs which gives him what he wants. Hand coming back around to her cunt as his fingers glide down against her lips. ] Yer soaked, lass, ye've been thinking about me? [ He nibbles at her neck with another throaty chuckle. His middle finger dips between her lips and presses downward to tease at her opening. The tip gliding against the slick. ]