He grunted in surprise and pleasure when she grabbed his ass, his hips dropping to roll against her. His hand pressed more firmly against her breast, and then he was massaging it, the soft, full feel of it going straight between his legs. On an impulse--instinct was starting to kick back in, he might be rusty but he'd been good in bed at one point in his past--he kissed his way down her neck to her chest, then rubbed his lips against the outline of her nipple, breathing on it through her fabric. Then--once, carefully--he caught it between his teeth, worrying it through the cloth of her costume.
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Date: 2012-04-28 02:41 am (UTC)