( She sees that smile, Ignis, and between that and the gentle brush of his thumb - light and idle enough to make her shiver when it hits the most sensitive parts of her back - Kate finds the motivation to flash a knife-sharp smile and push him onto his back and return to her favourite place to be:
Settled on his lap, thighs pressing against his hips. )
While. ( Her tone is as casual as a shrug as her fingers trace across his chest, following muscles and scars to his collarbones. ) Never asked anyone if I could before.
( But she's never had anyone she could ask before. )
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Date: 2018-07-07 04:13 pm (UTC)Settled on his lap, thighs pressing against his hips. )
While. ( Her tone is as casual as a shrug as her fingers trace across his chest, following muscles and scars to his collarbones. ) Never asked anyone if I could before.
( But she's never had anyone she could ask before. )