[Justine leans back against the couch as his mouth presses a sweet kiss against her collar bone. The heat of his breath trails fire over her skin and goose-bumps prickle across her shoulders before spreading down her arms. She meets his gaze and exhales a slow steadying breath.
He looks good but contradictory, like a predator bowing to its prey. It's a good look on him, though she might argue that Majima looks good no matter what position he's in.
She lifts a leg and drags it languidly along Majima's shoulders.]
action; yes, skirt & button down blouse
I don't mind.
[Justine leans back against the couch as his mouth presses a sweet kiss against her collar bone. The heat of his breath trails fire over her skin and goose-bumps prickle across her shoulders before spreading down her arms. She meets his gaze and exhales a slow steadying breath.
He looks good but contradictory, like a predator bowing to its prey. It's a good look on him, though she might argue that Majima looks good no matter what position he's in.
She lifts a leg and drags it languidly along Majima's shoulders.]
I'd never deny you that pleasure.