[Oh well, in that case--Raleigh is still exploring her neck, aiming for another ticklish spot but if she just keeps on panting in his ear, he won't be upset about that.]
[Now, see, the sound that comes out next isn't like laughter caused by tickling at all; it's low in her throat and breathless, taken by surprise. Like Mako is, when he reaches that spot that sends a zing of heat through her, and has her panting in his ear some more.]
[He's smarter than he looks, he knows the moment her voice changes, and he's as easily distractable as he looks, so what if instead of finding ticklish spots, he finds all the ones that make her sound like that.
Good? Yeah, he thought so.
Raleigh nips at her skin, just to see what happens.] So am I? The first one really?
Yes- [Breathless, quiet. She has somehow managed to let her hand find its way into his hair, fingers buried into it at the back of his head. Neck tilted to the side is one way of saying there, because right there. There's another little sound like that, and her skin feeling prickly everywhere.]
[He likes her hand in his hair, likes her digging her fingers into it, likes the noises that she's making, likes pretty much everything that's happening right now. Likes that he's the first one to do this. He doesn't really have a possessive streak but there's something about being the first one with this beautiful, amazing woman, that he just wants to do everything with her and never stop.]
Awesome. [said right before he kisses her good and proper, full on the mouth.]
[Well. Not that he's asked her, but she'd say that the feeling is mutual as far as doing everything with him as well. Sometimes she doesn't remember the last time she laughed as often and honestly as she does when around Raleigh, sometimes she remembers it with distinct clarity (remembers how long ago it had been for him, too).
There's no asking for forgiveness for the way she kisses him back, soft little nips and small little sighs pressed against his mouth, smiling through it.]
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No one?
[Is he really the first one?]
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Raleigh...[What were you asking?]
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Good? Yeah, he thought so.
Raleigh nips at her skin, just to see what happens.] So am I? The first one really?
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First - only.
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Awesome. [said right before he kisses her good and proper, full on the mouth.]
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There's no asking for forgiveness for the way she kisses him back, soft little nips and small little sighs pressed against his mouth, smiling through it.]