[ any attempts she makes at undressing him now are going to be waylaid big time when his fingers snag that hold in her hair, using it to all but yank her head to one side so he can bare the long pale exposure of her throat — something that's practically begging all on its own to be marked. harley's never really made a secret of the fact that she's weak for any attention given to that spot in particular, but it might still come as a surprise to him when he sets his teeth there, earning a higher sound from her that sounds an awful lot like a needy whine. ]
Oh — [ she almost sighs it, squirming at the edge of the desk, her knees thumping on either side of his thighs, and she instinctively rocks forward, trying to align them further in any way she can, her head lolling a little too when his hand cups and kneads over one of her breasts through her shirt. she'd gone braless today, so there's no doubt he'll feel the telltale outline of her piercing with its barbells nudging against his palm, the bud of her nipple joining the party too as his bites on her neck steadily drives her more and more wild. ]
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Oh — [ she almost sighs it, squirming at the edge of the desk, her knees thumping on either side of his thighs, and she instinctively rocks forward, trying to align them further in any way she can, her head lolling a little too when his hand cups and kneads over one of her breasts through her shirt. she'd gone braless today, so there's no doubt he'll feel the telltale outline of her piercing with its barbells nudging against his palm, the bud of her nipple joining the party too as his bites on her neck steadily drives her more and more wild. ]