Nina bit her lip as Geralt peeled her panties off with his teeth. She lifted her hips to help, so aware of the callouses on his fingers, the rough slide against her soft skin.
She wasn't even trying to listen and she could still hear the thrum of his heart, the way his body responded to hers, and she didn't bother to try to quell the ache she felt. She looked at him, lips slightly parted as she breathed and she couldn't help the shiver coursing through her.
Anticipation.
There was a joke, some little witticism on the tip of her tongue, but it died there when she saw his eyes, the way he looked at her. Saints.
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Date: 2017-09-22 01:51 am (UTC)She wasn't even trying to listen and she could still hear the thrum of his heart, the way his body responded to hers, and she didn't bother to try to quell the ache she felt. She looked at him, lips slightly parted as she breathed and she couldn't help the shiver coursing through her.
Anticipation.
There was a joke, some little witticism on the tip of her tongue, but it died there when she saw his eyes, the way he looked at her. Saints.