[ Harley lets him take the lead, but can't resist sneaking in kisses and teasing touches whenever she can. He has a fresh hickey at the base of his neck by the time they reach the bed. It's juvenile, but immensely satisfying to leave a mark on him without having to worry about their arrangement being noticed. ]
That's a yes.
[ She kisses him, and pushes him onto his back as she does. ]
To anything you want.
[ Her path down his body is agonizingly slow as she explores and teases and worships in ways she never let herself indulge before. Malcolm is hers now, and she's going to show him what that means. ]
no subject
That's a yes.
[ She kisses him, and pushes him onto his back as she does. ]
To anything you want.
[ Her path down his body is agonizingly slow as she explores and teases and worships in ways she never let herself indulge before. Malcolm is hers now, and she's going to show him what that means. ]