[Her dress is open in the back, and she doesn't mind his touch so much anymore as she feels his arms move around her. As she's being brought closer to him she hears his steady breath and feels her chest against his, even if there's three or more layers between them. She must stop teasing his neck to let out a sharp breath, but she bites down on his skin almost immediately afterwards, as if it would prevent her from saying his name.
She adjusts delicately in his lap, trailing kisses up to the corner of his mouth. She'll deny him as much as she can.]
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She adjusts delicately in his lap, trailing kisses up to the corner of his mouth. She'll deny him as much as she can.]