[text] I mean. I just wasn’t expecting it
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Summer lifted up on her toes, one hand rising to press below his shoulderblades. A small sound slipped from her throat at the way he felt, body to body. Gently, she touched her tongue to his lips, asking a silent permission.
Stiles moved his hand down to push it under the hem of her peasant top, letting his fingertips skim up the skin over her spine. His mouth parted instantly, his tongue flicking out to meet hers in a soft kiss. He moaned quietly at the sensations.
More sparks. Stretching up even harder, something in the back of her ankle cracked audibly, and she twitched away with a muttered, “ow.” One arm still hooked around Stiles’ waist, heartbeat pounding in her veins and between her legs, she reached down to grab at her ankle. “Fuck, I hate when that happens.”