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[ Okay, so maybe she should've put up more of a fight or something, thought about it longer but it's really hard when you haven't gotten laid in a while and you've got the thing you've secretly coveted right in front of you.
Not to mention those hands, yeah, those hands. She feels the strength behind them as they crawl over her body and he presses her into the bed even more, as one goes to comb through her hair and draw a moan from her. The sound vibrates their mouths as his hand urges her leg around his waist, something she was about to do anyways. Grinding her hips a little, she realizes how frustrating clothes really are and the hand not at the base of his neck moves to start tugging on his jeans, own feeling impossibly tight.]