[she makes a noise of disapproval at his laughter, but what does it matter when his lips are on her skin again? answer: it doesn't matter at all. her hands slide up his arms, holding onto his biceps as she shuts her eyes once again, giggling softly.]
I'm so glad you agree.
[there's a part of her that's content to let him do as he pleases to her, but that doesn't seem like much fun. one of her hands leaves his arm to glide down his side, and make its way to his butt. and once its there, she gives his ass a little squeeze, trying so hard to keep her composure. he can't know that she's trying not to laugh.]
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I'm so glad you agree.
[there's a part of her that's content to let him do as he pleases to her, but that doesn't seem like much fun. one of her hands leaves his arm to glide down his side, and make its way to his butt. and once its there, she gives his ass a little squeeze, trying so hard to keep her composure. he can't know that she's trying not to laugh.]