the Tale of Sir Isaac

lycanthropelahey:

iamthefirechild:

She leaned down, hair falling around their faces, and kissed him slowly. “Take what you want, then.”

Hiding away in the curtain of her hair, he returned the passionate kiss and framed her head in his hands, shivering underneath her, Then, he wriggled out and flipped them over, kissing his way down her stomach, eyes locking with hers. “Can I…?” he questioned as he pressed a kiss to the inside of her thigh.

She squeaked delightedly when he turned them over, giggling. Her skin shivered under his kisses, and then she nodded breathlessly, eyes sparkling.

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