[ He finds this bump of metal with his gloved thumb and smiles, rolling it with thumb and forefinger in a way that makes little twists in the fabric of her shirt. He'll have to get rid of that in a minute. In a minute, in a minute, his tongue is busy licking over the red mark he's left there on her throat. She has a good skintone for marks. ]
Your guy like it when ya come with bruises?
[ He'd rather be contributing to their relationship than causing a mess, although neither answer is really going to stop him from rocking against her. The squeeze of her legs at his sides is an easy, inviting pleasure. ]
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Your guy like it when ya come with bruises?
[ He'd rather be contributing to their relationship than causing a mess, although neither answer is really going to stop him from rocking against her. The squeeze of her legs at his sides is an easy, inviting pleasure. ]