Karen Greene of NYC, by way of Lynet of Orkney (lynet) wrote in refried_scenes,
She sighs, pulls back a bit to kiss his cheek, then his throat, then back to his mouth; her one hand still clenches in his hair.
A moment later, she breaks the kiss again, leans over to nip at his ear. She feels a little hazy. "Gaheris," she says, lowly, "I already said you could escort me."