drownsinflowers: (dearest elizabeth)
Roy Mustang ([personal profile] drownsinflowers) wrote 2013-11-03 09:21 pm (UTC)

[Inviting didn't quite encompass the experience for him, he could have stayed here until she couldn't beg him any more, would have been happy to watch her unravel and come completely undone under his ministrations.

It was his forward thinking, and the fear that she would feel obliged to return the favour that made him stop - but only after he'd managed to pinpoint the places that really got her moaning, that was information he would file away for what he hoped would be next time.

For now, he was content to pull away, not without another teasing sigh of breath right over that same place he'd been tending to. There were other things on his mind, and he would be lying if he said he didn't need it by now. Still, he kissed her on his way up, let his fingers stay linked with hers whilst his other hand slid up her body, admiring her skin, recalling how she'd moved only moments before.

Only now, with a knee pressed against the space behind her own to encourage movement hopefully in the form of a leg wrapped around his waist did he stop to think about the consequences of this, and not in the emotional sense that tonight would change their entire relationship.]


I don't suppose--

[Not that he could be this close to her without leaning in to try for a kiss.]

In the top drawer maybe?

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