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Michael Corner (inthedarkness) wrote in inpoormerit,

Oh she wouldn't mind at all if he made her make that sound again. That was a good sound. And she wanted to get him to growl again and cry out himself. If it wasn't loud, it wasn't fun. And after living with a huge group of men while being married, she'd learned not to care about what they'd heard or what they'd say... Not that she was certain anyone would hear here except for whoever the Commissioner was working for. And she really did not want to think about that, thanks.

If she were really looking at his tattoos instead of running her hands over his arms and chest, she would've been amused that they had similar tattoos in similar places. The matching lions... Funny.

Another gasp in pleasure, this one not as much as the other as his bite wasn't quite as hard. She raked her nails down his chest again, digging into his skin this time though not exactly trying to draw blood. Her legs drew up to put her feet at his hips and she pushed his jeans down that way, amused with her own talents. "Cathair," she whined, "God, I want you so bad..."