Voices register, but mean little to her as her hands slide down over his shoulders, fingers curling under so nails bite into skin. More than anything, she wants him to take her, here if he must. She wants him inside her again, wants nothing more. There are no consequences here, not as there would have been in Rome, what they do with each other, to each other matters little to anyone else.
His teeth cut into her lower lip and she moans, pressing harder against him, hips surging forward at burst of pain.
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Date: 2013-11-15 01:59 pm (UTC)His teeth cut into her lower lip and she moans, pressing harder against him, hips surging forward at burst of pain.