Re: Home: Iris and Manning
Iris' laugh was low and quiet, caught in the back of her throat because her mouth was still pressed to his. She laughed because it was true - the dogs were very forgiving, especially when food was involved. "Cheater..." But it remained an obvious tease.
Manning's hands weren't cold, not at all, but her own skin was almost over-warm under layers of clothing and the natural warmth that came during sleep. It made her shiver a little when his fingertips found her own skin, the cool trace up her spine. And then his hand settled, a weight that drew her in closer, drew her towards the kiss that she eagerly opened herself to. He didn't kiss like anyone else she'd known before, didn't smell like anyone else. Even with her everpresent uncertainty over things, he could chase away her anxieties just by being there - and she never mistook him for anyone else. He kissed her and she could feel her skin prickle, could feel the muscles along the backs of her thighs go loose. She knew what it was now, could identify it as want. A greedy sort of desire that she was still getting used to, but that he always encouraged. But not in a way that would make her less - in a way that built up her ability to claim what she wanted.
His presence had chased away the thoughts of her morning, but as her sleepiness receded, her memory returned. Her kiss grew distracted, just a bit, and finally she dipped her head just enough that her mouth was pressed to the strong line of his jaw, right where the stubble was rough against her lips. She exhaled, warm and humid, and rubbed her lips against that friction before pressing them together and humming at how they'd gone extra sensitive at the rough rasp. She had to say it now. While she was distracted by the feel of pressing against him...
"...come with me to my appointment." It didn't tip up at the end, but it was clearly a request. And doubt and a little anxiety laced its audible way through the words. It made it obvious (to someone that knew her as well as he'd come to) that she wasn't simply talking about one of her usual appointments.