[ A real winner, indeed. Mako smiles when he's fumbling, because it's just adorable when she just can't resist teasing him that way. So when he gets the shirt bunched up under his arms and not quite over his head, that's enough.
What's she gonna do about it, you say?
She sits up, helps him with it, pulls it over his head and drops his shirt over the bed before her hand splays over his stomach, her head bowed to press a kiss over where his heart is before she lets her teeth and tongue do the work, nipping and sucking hard -- there we go, a nice, vivid hickey to match the one on her collarbone.
Mako looks up at him mischievously from under her lashes, murmuring. ]
I'm giving you something you won't forget in a hurry.
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What's she gonna do about it, you say?
She sits up, helps him with it, pulls it over his head and drops his shirt over the bed before her hand splays over his stomach, her head bowed to press a kiss over where his heart is before she lets her teeth and tongue do the work, nipping and sucking hard -- there we go, a nice, vivid hickey to match the one on her collarbone.
Mako looks up at him mischievously from under her lashes, murmuring. ]
I'm giving you something you won't forget in a hurry.