In fact, Max can taste himself faintly on their tongue. The slight hint of salt and musk doesn't bother him, but neither does it particularly excite him. But the exploring does. And the slow progress Rowan is making on the buttons of his shirt, that surely does.
When their hands slides down his chest, he breaks away from the kiss to let out a low needy moan.
"Oooh, if you keep going like this, I might just decide to take you over the back of this chair." That's not a threat, that's a promise.
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Date: 2020-09-13 04:24 pm (UTC)When their hands slides down his chest, he breaks away from the kiss to let out a low needy moan.
"Oooh, if you keep going like this, I might just decide to take you over the back of this chair." That's not a threat, that's a promise.