[There's no room for rational thought here, not tonight— it will undoubtedly return to him, too, come morning, but they had made their agreement and were here and for the love of all that was good, didn't they both deserve something nice? An escape, a connection that burned bright even if only for one night. He thinks that they must.
They're a tangle of limbs and eager, hurried kisses as he guides them towards the open door to his bedroom, the breath punched from his lungs as she takes a moment to shed her dress and leave it behind. His mouth goes dry, his tongue heavy and leaden within it as he rakes his gaze over her hungrily.
Bright and stunningly beautiful— if only he had met her six years earlier.
He draws her into another kiss with his hands on either side of her face as he all but stumbles backwards towards his bed, pausing just long enough to drop his trousers, leaving his briefs in place before dropping back onto the mattress and pulling her into his lap by her hips, swallowing hard as he frantically tries to toe his socks off.]
You are exquisite.
[The words are all but murmured against the curve of her neck as he kisses his way down, then across to the hollow of her throat, erection pressing against the inside of her thigh with only that last flimsy barrier between them.
He wants to lose himself in this, in her. Even if they never see one another again— he wants for it to be a night they'll both consider worth remembering fondly.]
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They're a tangle of limbs and eager, hurried kisses as he guides them towards the open door to his bedroom, the breath punched from his lungs as she takes a moment to shed her dress and leave it behind. His mouth goes dry, his tongue heavy and leaden within it as he rakes his gaze over her hungrily.
Bright and stunningly beautiful— if only he had met her six years earlier.
He draws her into another kiss with his hands on either side of her face as he all but stumbles backwards towards his bed, pausing just long enough to drop his trousers, leaving his briefs in place before dropping back onto the mattress and pulling her into his lap by her hips, swallowing hard as he frantically tries to toe his socks off.]
You are exquisite.
[The words are all but murmured against the curve of her neck as he kisses his way down, then across to the hollow of her throat, erection pressing against the inside of her thigh with only that last flimsy barrier between them.
He wants to lose himself in this, in her. Even if they never see one another again— he wants for it to be a night they'll both consider worth remembering fondly.]