Slade kissed the line of her shoulder lightly, hands skimming over her hips just as light. Soft, fine skin under his fingertips over strong muscle, scent of them coated over her, enough to take his breath away all over again. Low, soft laugh at her disagreement. "All right."
He also should have remembered her pleasure at the marks they would leave on each other, apparently. He slowly let go of her for the moment, long enough for both of them to step into the shower--and frowned at the tenseness of her movement, the tiny flare of pain in her scent, but just tipped his face up into the water, sighing in pleasure.
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Date: 2008-07-01 01:29 pm (UTC)He also should have remembered her pleasure at the marks they would leave on each other, apparently. He slowly let go of her for the moment, long enough for both of them to step into the shower--and frowned at the tenseness of her movement, the tiny flare of pain in her scent, but just tipped his face up into the water, sighing in pleasure.