[she shudders and bites back a sharp inhale in the midst of all that tactile information hitting her at once. and, yes, there was a gads on the tip of her tongue, stifled at the gh-- sound.
with nothing left to unbutton or wrap, Cecelia's hands had been held out, forgotten, until being pulled close brings them something to hold onto. she grips one shoulder while the other hand slips around his neck, remembering decent results from a previous encounter.]
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Date: 2023-10-27 01:29 am (UTC)with nothing left to unbutton or wrap, Cecelia's hands had been held out, forgotten, until being pulled close brings them something to hold onto. she grips one shoulder while the other hand slips around his neck, remembering decent results from a previous encounter.]
Ss, so long as it please you, then...