Any other words are lost to his mouth, turning into harsh gasps as he drives her back against the wall. It's less a fight than she thought it might be, not a battle so much as a simple entanglement and she doesn't fight against him, instead arching and moving with him. Though it is not a surprise, she's reminded again that, even now, with anger behind each thrust, their bodies move well together.
Breath catches in her chest as she tilts her hips, creating friction, finding exactly what she needs from him and taking it.
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Date: 2013-11-26 02:59 am (UTC)Breath catches in her chest as she tilts her hips, creating friction, finding exactly what she needs from him and taking it.