Nadayki drapes against him gently, one arm slung around Mort's shoulders, other hand pressing to his cheek to let his thumb trace random patterns. He's starting to seek the tingle out now. It's a long, lazy, dirty kiss, Nadayki ignoring his own arousal for the most part. He doesn't mind stretching it out. "Anything else you want, or should I surprise you?"
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Date: 2016-12-06 02:07 am (UTC)