[She always plays that card against him, the one where her fingers slip into his hair and he can't help from give in to anything she wants from him.
The smirk that appears upon his face is one of confidence bordering of cockiness, lips seeking out the supple flesh of a thigh, teeth nipping against the expanse as he slowly works his way upwards.
Only to stop directly before he reaches her heat and repeat the same teasing path on the other.]
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The smirk that appears upon his face is one of confidence bordering of cockiness, lips seeking out the supple flesh of a thigh, teeth nipping against the expanse as he slowly works his way upwards.
Only to stop directly before he reaches her heat and repeat the same teasing path on the other.]