Her soft, warm curves press against him, and he wraps his long arms around her, his roving hands caressing every part of her body that he can reach. She smells like cookies and brandy and cigarettes. And right now, she's all his, and he's all hers.
"Seconds?" He grins, his gaze flicking from her eyes to her mouth and back up again. "I'm already thinking about thirds..."
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Date: 2012-12-01 11:12 am (UTC)"Seconds?" He grins, his gaze flicking from her eyes to her mouth and back up again. "I'm already thinking about thirds..."