stephanie nashton does it all (forthem) wrote in rooms,
Re: donuts -- steph/eddie.
[She doesn't push him away, buzzing want for him overpowering the slight sharpness in her chest. But it's slow, slower than they usually take it where he'd already have her clothes off and pinned to the wall if they wanted. Her eyes drift shut with a sigh as he kisses her neck, and there's a rogue whimper when she feels the sharp nips of teeth against her skin.] Easy there, Nashton. [Her voice is thick with want, and a fistful of hair is gently yanked back. Subconscious encouragement, even if she doesn't want to repeat what happened a few days beforehand.]