[That little admittance widens her smile for that brief instant before his lips are on hers again, and that's more than enough for her. She can't quite bite back a soft noise as his lips and hands start to wander, her head tilting to expose her throat and her muscles tensing with anticipation beneath his touch. Her own hands travel down his chest and back up, fingertips dipping beneath the hem of his t-shirt and tracing up his stomach, around to the small of his back and up, as high as she can reach with the shirt in the way.
But she closes her eyes as he deepens the kiss and arches her back, enough to press her breast into his hand in a wordless encouragement. It's fun. It's fun, he's cute, and if she can just forget everything outside for seven minutes, that'll be okay!
And, lest he get any ideas that she's not interested herself, one hand travels back down, over the makeshift sheet-skirt, and squeezes his ass just a little more firmly with a quiet, breathless giggle.]
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But she closes her eyes as he deepens the kiss and arches her back, enough to press her breast into his hand in a wordless encouragement. It's fun. It's fun, he's cute, and if she can just forget everything outside for seven minutes, that'll be okay!
And, lest he get any ideas that she's not interested herself, one hand travels back down, over the makeshift sheet-skirt, and squeezes his ass just a little more firmly with a quiet, breathless giggle.]