Natalie McDonald doesn't want to grow up. (rookie_card) wrote in wished,
Gretchen's hands caused Natalie to moan again, a soft, quiet one that caught in her throat. Each kiss and bit of attention made her head swim and she wasn't sure how much more she could take before she was begging Gretchen for more, hallway or not. But she knew she wasn't quite at that point yet and arched toward her fingers, seeking out a little more contact. She squeezed Gretchen tightly, the bottle pressing against the redhead's back.