Wolfwood’s grip is so tight around her wrist she hopes it’ll bruise, heart hammering in her chest at the sensation, at the thought of her being marked for him and at the thought of being inside him with that, her most worthy investment yet. And they haven’t even begun. Talk about bang for your buck.
Kara licks her lips very deliberately, staring up at him through her lashes as her other hand slides up to rest on the part of his chest exposed by his low shirt. Then a can’t-be-helped smirk threatens to spill over into a fit of hysterical laughter at the memory of all the faces in the CIC following her spill, and how innocent her boyf-- priestly man friend can be sometimes.
“At least I woulda been memorable. Could you imagine the look on the old man’s face?”
Eh...she'll tell him later. What he doesn't know,... etc. She hides a laugh within a laugh but her throat is still heavy with the racing thoughts in her mind stemming from the nerve endings in her wrist and the man in front of her. She grasps the other part of the toy, the narrower part for her and locks eyes with him, chin up.
“Thought you’re a man of faith, Wolfwood. But if you’re not ready for the divine truth, I’m sure I can find some other cockslut in this place who would actually appreciate my generous gifts.”
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28/7/15 06:39 (UTC)Kara licks her lips very deliberately, staring up at him through her lashes as her other hand slides up to rest on the part of his chest exposed by his low shirt. Then a can’t-be-helped smirk threatens to spill over into a fit of hysterical laughter at the memory of all the faces in the CIC following her spill, and how innocent her boyf-- priestly man friend can be sometimes.
“At least I woulda been memorable. Could you imagine the look on the old man’s face?”
Eh...she'll tell him later. What he doesn't know,... etc. She hides a laugh within a laugh but her throat is still heavy with the racing thoughts in her mind stemming from the nerve endings in her wrist and the man in front of her. She grasps the other part of the toy, the narrower part for her and locks eyes with him, chin up.
“Thought you’re a man of faith, Wolfwood. But if you’re not ready for the divine truth, I’m sure I can find some other cockslut in this place who would actually appreciate my generous gifts.”