[ It's very challenging to get that door open, and closed behind him, when her mouth is on his neck like that, and for the time being there's not much he can do to retaliate. Yet. But once they are inside the warm office, bringing only a temporary rush of cold air, he's turning his attention fully back to her, and specifically her mouth. He's already got his hands busy with the next obstacle, those layers that she finds objectionable, but at least at first he's not sacrificing the chance to kiss her with more heat and intensity now that he has the chance, as he can still slide out of his jacket and toss it casually aside without pulling away from her at all. And using his newly unrestrained reach he's already angling her toward that desk, nudging her back until she bumps up against it.
Obviously he's going to grind into her once they're there, how could he not? Her enthusiasm is contagious, if not the aphros themselves, and even though he's fully planning on denying himself the pleasure of a release from all the built up tension for a while longer it's just too tempting to resist the urge to rock himself into her as if he intends to fuck her right there on the desk exactly like this.
It's not too far off. It might even be likely, depending on what kind of mood she's in after he's done some work with his tongue. ]
I should show you what I can do with my mouth. [ He murmurs in a rush against her lips, when he's not nipping or sucking or slipping his tongue past them. And to illustrate that point he's dropping his hands to her stomach and then lower, seeking out the buttons or zipper, whatever happens to be keeping her pants up. Honestly if she could just help him out by pushing aside anything she wants more attention on, that would be great. ] I bet you can do a lot with yours too, but that sounds like a good place to start. Then you can tell me about what else you want to feel.
[ But honestly his self-control is more precarious than he'd readily admit, it wouldn't take much to drag him along into anything she's suggesting right now. ]
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Obviously he's going to grind into her once they're there, how could he not? Her enthusiasm is contagious, if not the aphros themselves, and even though he's fully planning on denying himself the pleasure of a release from all the built up tension for a while longer it's just too tempting to resist the urge to rock himself into her as if he intends to fuck her right there on the desk exactly like this.
It's not too far off. It might even be likely, depending on what kind of mood she's in after he's done some work with his tongue. ]
I should show you what I can do with my mouth. [ He murmurs in a rush against her lips, when he's not nipping or sucking or slipping his tongue past them. And to illustrate that point he's dropping his hands to her stomach and then lower, seeking out the buttons or zipper, whatever happens to be keeping her pants up. Honestly if she could just help him out by pushing aside anything she wants more attention on, that would be great. ] I bet you can do a lot with yours too, but that sounds like a good place to start. Then you can tell me about what else you want to feel.
[ But honestly his self-control is more precarious than he'd readily admit, it wouldn't take much to drag him along into anything she's suggesting right now. ]