Re: Joshua Nolan and Vala
Nolan was most certainly a breast man. And an ass man. And a leg man. In fact, he was a woman's-entire-body kind of man.
Still buried in her cleavage, his lips moved over her skin in rough, hard kisses. Nolan's pushed the flat of his tongue up her breasts to her collarbone, bringing his lips up to linger before Vala's. He grinned roguishly, kissing her quickly before gripping the front of her costume and tearing is open with ease. "Hope that didn't cost much," he said, kissing her again while helping her to pull his shirt off. Buttons tumbled to the ground and his heavily muscled frame practically ripped the rest of the shirt off. It fell to the floor, his tightly defined chest bare.