Phil smiled. "Good." He sighed, glancing at the bedside clock. "We're probably going to end up being late." He nuzzled absently at her throat, kissing it. He couldn't really bring himself to be concerned--his junior agents would probably wonder, but none of them would dare ask, and he wasn't planning on volunteering any information. If it had been urgent for him to come in by a certain time, somebody would have called him.
"If I was younger, we could do it again right now." He nipped at the spot he'd just kissed. He was a strange combination of utterly relaxed and still turned on, just by virtue of her presence. Her naked body next to him in bed was still provoking responses in him, his brain writing checks that his body wasn't up to cashing again so soon.
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Date: 2012-05-12 12:43 am (UTC)"If I was younger, we could do it again right now." He nipped at the spot he'd just kissed. He was a strange combination of utterly relaxed and still turned on, just by virtue of her presence. Her naked body next to him in bed was still provoking responses in him, his brain writing checks that his body wasn't up to cashing again so soon.