Elle was past caring about the rules, or if they were being followed, because she only followed them when they were convenient for her anyway. They were alone, as alone as she was sure they would ever be. So she was going to take what she wanted because she hadn't had it in too long. And he was perfectly able to give it as she rocked against him, shuddered against his careful hands and wanted them all over her. Wanted so badly to be touched and kissed and fucked. Her fingers dropped down to start unbuttoning his shirt, one by one, and she rubbed her tongue against his, slowing her firm, urging movements to tease him, to make him want it more.
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2010-01-22 12:53 am (UTC)