When the kiss broke, Neil was laughing--low, quiet, and perfectly smug as she cursed at him, his nerves still singing with the kiss of her nails and the beat of her fist. Smug, self satisfied, sure of himself--none of these were things that Neil had ever been, but in the moment he was all three.
Satisfied by her desperation, smug that he'd been the one to do it to her, and absolutely certain that he was far too in love with the woman beneath him, and far too soon.
"Not a bastard." he corrected, kissing the corner of her mouth, her cheekbone, her jaw as he moved with a lazy roll of his hips, a slow and shallow thrust while he nipped at her throat and tried to decide if he'd leave another bruise or not. "Just a tease...tease, I take my time. If I were a bastard..."
Lifting his head, he pressed his forehead against hers with a grin.
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Re: 8/31 - early evening - Private
Date: 2018-09-17 10:20 pm (UTC)Satisfied by her desperation, smug that he'd been the one to do it to her, and absolutely certain that he was far too in love with the woman beneath him, and far too soon.
"Not a bastard." he corrected, kissing the corner of her mouth, her cheekbone, her jaw as he moved with a lazy roll of his hips, a slow and shallow thrust while he nipped at her throat and tried to decide if he'd leave another bruise or not. "Just a tease...tease, I take my time. If I were a bastard..."
Lifting his head, he pressed his forehead against hers with a grin.
"...I'd stop."