beefyjamesvega:

*His hands gently trace up her body, holding her close while his kisses move to her throat then to the other side of her neck. He chooses a spot and leaves a small hickey, wondering if it’ll be there later.*

I was plannin’ on doing that.

[She sits up straight and rakes her nails over his chest.]

Where’s my room? 

#M!A





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