[ Oh, it makes her skin tingle because she knows exactly what he's doing, and oh, well. That's interesting. She plays with his dog tags, raising her head so she can tug him up with said tags for a kiss.
It's like having her very own leash, or something, and she likes that he finds it hot, because she's never quite heard him make a sound like that. ]
Says me, [ she agrees, nipping at his bottom lip and guiding his hand from her bra clasp over her shirt to the base of her spine under it -- better to be touching skin, yeah? ] and you like it when I play with your tags, don't you?
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It's like having her very own leash, or something, and she likes that he finds it hot, because she's never quite heard him make a sound like that. ]
Says me, [ she agrees, nipping at his bottom lip and guiding his hand from her bra clasp over her shirt to the base of her spine under it -- better to be touching skin, yeah? ] and you like it when I play with your tags, don't you?