[He shivers when the kisses get planted on his jawline, and especially when she reaches his neck. His fingers decided they were going to enter, and curl inside of her, panting.]
H...Hah-- [The bending of his fingers gets her the worst. Her shoulders tense and she leans her head on his shoulder, shivering; her hands tighten erratically.]
A-- ah... Hil--bert. [Her voice is muffled in between her moans and his shirt, but it sounds humorously annoyed. Don't laugh at her!!
The hand previously latched into his shirt moves down to join her other one, stubbornly intent on firmly stroking him one after the other in fairly swift succession. Not exactly revenge, but...]
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Guess that's what you like, huh?
[Which. He's liking the hand tightening.]
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The hand previously latched into his shirt moves down to join her other one, stubbornly intent on firmly stroking him one after the other in fairly swift succession. Not exactly revenge, but...]
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