Heat and something else--anger, or frustration maybe--unfurl deep in his belly with the sting of teeth on his lip and his eyes narrow, focusing in on hers. His hands shift to push her weight off him long enough to spin them around.
Her back hits the wall this time and he holds her wrists up against the hard surface, nosing at her nose, lips barely brushing. He knows his back is exposed but all he hears is their breaths, curling into the freezing air around them in puffs.
“Get those pretty eyes checked, then,” his voice is a low rumble, “or else you’ll lose this game.”
He shifts his body against hers, repaying the favor and his teeth pull at the delicate skin of her neck, right over her carotid artery.
The sounds of a window opening and a door closing reach them and fingers tighten around her wrists. He feels too closely watched, even with the distraction her body’s warm pressure is providing.
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Her back hits the wall this time and he holds her wrists up against the hard surface, nosing at her nose, lips barely brushing. He knows his back is exposed but all he hears is their breaths, curling into the freezing air around them in puffs.
“Get those pretty eyes checked, then,” his voice is a low rumble, “or else you’ll lose this game.”
He shifts his body against hers, repaying the favor and his teeth pull at the delicate skin of her neck, right over her carotid artery.
The sounds of a window opening and a door closing reach them and fingers tighten around her wrists. He feels too closely watched, even with the distraction her body’s warm pressure is providing.