As Valkyrie’s hips dug in more urgently and his finger snaked encouragingly up her body, she was struck with the sense of wanting—of needing —more. Chalk it up to the dry spell or the idle thoughts that had been dancing across her mind for the last month, but her body was demanding satisfaction.
“Pants off.” She picked herself up to give him space enough to do it, ready to take a knife to the cloth if he wasn’t adequately disrobed in the next very few seconds.
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Date: 2018-12-04 06:04 am (UTC)“Pants off.” She picked herself up to give him space enough to do it, ready to take a knife to the cloth if he wasn’t adequately disrobed in the next very few seconds.