"Mmm, just like that, yes." He follows her 'lead', allowing his lips to wander over her skin, seeking out her collarbones, the point of her shoulder, the swell of her breast.
"My scalp is tough. You won't hurt me by pulling a bit," he adds. There are scars, hidden beneath his hair, that she may find if she allows her fingers to explore as she's working them through the strands.
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Date: 2024-03-24 03:13 am (UTC)"My scalp is tough. You won't hurt me by pulling a bit," he adds. There are scars, hidden beneath his hair, that she may find if she allows her fingers to explore as she's working them through the strands.