Re: Misha/Bella
Bella's reaction was exactly what Misha was hoping for and it encouraged him to surge forward, the weight of his body pressing even harder against hers. The touch of her hands twisted tight in the thin white cloth of his costumes was a sudden reminder of just how little he was wearing, and Misha couldn't help but give a return groan against Bella's lips.
"Do you even know that I want to do to you?" he purred hot against Bella's ear, shifting their weight so that she was nearly riding his knee. Misha's hands skimmed over her hips. Of course he hadn't been lucky enough to get her in a skirt, but then again they weren't in much of a position to be going that far anyhow.