[Bells ring in his ears but are drowned by the rush of hot blood as she closes the distance on her own, her arms wrapping around him as his own encircle her as he leans up closer to her, almost pushing her back. The taste of her lips are just as tempting and sweet as before, and even though he knows he shouldn't he wants more of it. Wants to take more of it for himself.
And when she she gives her consent one arm slips beneath her legs as the other remains at her back, his only answer given through another heated kiss as he lifts her, standing up before dipping her back down onto the bed so that he's now looming over her. In that one breathless moment he stares down at her, pale blue eyes darkened with an unfamiliar heat. The way she looks beneath him, her hair dark as the night sky and the last remnants of the falling snow speckling it like stars, it's beautiful as it is tempting. He reaches up to pull out the flower that had managed to stay tucked by her ear, glancing at it before setting it to the side so that it won't be crushed.
Only after that can Eustace no longer resist and once more he kisses her, hand cupping her cheek as this time it's a little slower and gentler, as if wanting to savor it. A part of him knows they don't need to go far, yet another wants to. The more he touches and tastes, the more he finds himself craving, as if something new has awakened within him. But he also knows that he can only give and take as much as she's willing. Not to mention this is an unusual situation...
But those are only thoughts in the back of his mind as his attention and focus turns to their physical presence, of the heat and ripples of pleasure shared between them.
And for better or worse, the corgis that had remained with them seem to have gotten the hint and are shuffling their way out and downstairs. Whatever ends up happening, they'd rather be able to sleep than be around.]
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And when she she gives her consent one arm slips beneath her legs as the other remains at her back, his only answer given through another heated kiss as he lifts her, standing up before dipping her back down onto the bed so that he's now looming over her. In that one breathless moment he stares down at her, pale blue eyes darkened with an unfamiliar heat. The way she looks beneath him, her hair dark as the night sky and the last remnants of the falling snow speckling it like stars, it's beautiful as it is tempting. He reaches up to pull out the flower that had managed to stay tucked by her ear, glancing at it before setting it to the side so that it won't be crushed.
Only after that can Eustace no longer resist and once more he kisses her, hand cupping her cheek as this time it's a little slower and gentler, as if wanting to savor it. A part of him knows they don't need to go far, yet another wants to. The more he touches and tastes, the more he finds himself craving, as if something new has awakened within him. But he also knows that he can only give and take as much as she's willing. Not to mention this is an unusual situation...
But those are only thoughts in the back of his mind as his attention and focus turns to their physical presence, of the heat and ripples of pleasure shared between them.
And for better or worse, the corgis that had remained with them seem to have gotten the hint and are shuffling their way out and downstairs. Whatever ends up happening, they'd rather be able to sleep than be around.]