[Quickly he removes the top of the bottle. Taking a quick sip before hanging it towards her.] Hope you're not too upset that I don't want to get out of bed to find glasses.
[She does take several good long sips, before pulling away from the bottle. Yet with a grin, she darts in, pressing her mouth against his, tongue lapping over his as the traces of the drink linger.]
[He makes a soft noise of surprise when she kisses him. Very quickly relaxing into it and kissing her back. His hand tracing down the curves of her body as they kiss.] Mmhmm, kiss me again. I think I'm getting drunk off of them.
[There's that husky laugh as her blue eyes catch his when she leans back ever so. Her finger traces along his chest, and she seems to be contemplating the idea, as if there is even anything to contemplate. Dragging a hand through his hair and giving a small tug, her mouth claims his again.]
[He hums eagerly into her mouth. A hum that is half a chuckle, enjoying the way she pulls at his hair. He decides to get his own hands involved by reaches forward to her. His hands pressing up against her breasts with a gentle, but firm squeeze.]
[Her tongue flicks across his upper lip, mouth curling into a smile as she hears that laugh. She enjoys it, the lazy affair, threading her fingers along his scalp. Yet it's a hitched gasp that rolls into a moan as he cups her breast. Blunted nails along his skull, she enjoys the way he forms up against her, altering the kisses between teasing and slow, to harder and rougher.]
[Very quickly he could feel his blood rushing below as the rest of his body grows hot. Especially as the kisses start to get rougher. Encouraged he surges forward to pin her between himself and the bed unless she tries to stop him.]
[She hums against his mouth, body shimmying against his, lips teasing his. There's a small gasp, which turns into a chuckle, hips rising to grind up against him.]
I could have you more trapped. [He quickly thinks about the belt he had on.] If that's something you're into. [It's not something he usually offers so quickly, but so many people were very open in this city that it has made him bold.]
Oh? [That curious light on her face, as it's clear that there is interest there. Grinding her hips up against him in a suggestive manner, she tips her head to the side.] By all means...
Well, unless you have some other toys hidden around here? [He's mildly disappointed to have to push off of her, but he knows he'll be back soon enough.] I have something that might work. [Quickly he snatches up his pants and starts to pull his leather belt out of the loops.]
Or you'll have to come to my place. [He nearly bounces as he jumps back into the bed with his belt in hand.] Hold your hands together for me? [He wants her to participate. To make sure she really was okay with this before he moves forward. At any point if she says stop he will immediately do so.]
I might have a collection at my place. [He admits with a sly grin as he slips his looped belt around her wrists.] Now, if this gets to be too much at any point? You say stop and I'll stop and let you go. Alright?
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Or because I know I'm that good...
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[With a wink, before humming an affirmation.]
I'd love one.
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[Not bothered by it as she takes her own swig, eyes flinching closed for a moment at the sharp but pleasant burn, before taking another smaller sip.]
It's quite nice right here anyway.
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Hopefully not quite yet.
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I suppose I could...
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Mm... Looks like you have met trapped.
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[Making no attempt to hide that she's watching him.]
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[And with a knowing and appreciative smile, she does as he asks, holding her hands together for him.]
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