"No. No plans," he says, pants, really, into her ear. The hand on her neck creeps up, just a bit, to start tugging at the towel. He wants her hair in his face. It's strange kissing her without being buried in her scent.
Also, he can't nibble at her ear when it's covered by terry cloth.
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Date: 2009-03-20 02:02 am (UTC)Also, he can't nibble at her ear when it's covered by terry cloth.