Petals leading to the cockpit and everything. [ The smirk grows wider against her lips, but breaks off in a small frustrated noise as she teases him. He raises his hips instead, just enough that his hardened length could rub against her, teasing in return.
But as he's looking up at her, hair cascading down her bare shoulders, locks caressing her nipples every time she sits up a little...
Romantic she said.
Fuck.
Fuck, he was in love with her.
His expression faltered, and he wet his lips. Bad timing, Dameron. Super bad timing. So instead he propped himself up on an elbow, reaching out with his free hand to grasp her chin and pull her lips to his, taking a much more deep, focused kiss. ]
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But as he's looking up at her, hair cascading down her bare shoulders, locks caressing her nipples every time she sits up a little...
Romantic she said.
Fuck.
Fuck, he was in love with her.
His expression faltered, and he wet his lips. Bad timing, Dameron. Super bad timing. So instead he propped himself up on an elbow, reaching out with his free hand to grasp her chin and pull her lips to his, taking a much more deep, focused kiss. ]