i am the firechild: On the doorstep…
Oz continued, gradually sucking and tugging harder before he couldn’t do it any rougher. He then kissed and nipped up her chest and neck, but as…
“I’m like a trained puppy,” he muttered, before nodding, then kissing her neck while trying to think of what to do.
“You’re more brains than a trained puppy,” she reproved. stroking his hair nonetheless. “Come now, is that the best you know?”