Nina arched her back and reached beneath herself while Geralt teased her breast through the damned fabric. With a soft, frustrated sound she managed to get the clasp free. As much as she appreciated the lingerie here, she wasn't quite used to bras yet.
She managed to get it off, tossing it somewhere while Geralt slid down her body; she could feel the scruff of his beard against her thigh. It took every ounce of restraint not to try to wiggle her hips. She could feel his breath against her and it was maddening.
But she still shivered at the way he said her name. Oh, she'd be dreaming of that.
"Geralt," she breathes, voice tight with desire. "I promise I will be very clear when it's not okay."
Her fingers slid through his hair, tangling, giving a little tug.
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Date: 2017-09-22 02:06 am (UTC)She managed to get it off, tossing it somewhere while Geralt slid down her body; she could feel the scruff of his beard against her thigh. It took every ounce of restraint not to try to wiggle her hips. She could feel his breath against her and it was maddening.
But she still shivered at the way he said her name. Oh, she'd be dreaming of that.
"Geralt," she breathes, voice tight with desire. "I promise I will be very clear when it's not okay."
Her fingers slid through his hair, tangling, giving a little tug.