Skellig considers this and laughs under his breath.
"You are already clad in sacred paint," he points out (helpfully) as he bucks his hips slightly towards her touch, rubbing his cock against her thigh. "And I have something else with which to decorate the 'altar'..."
Another kiss, and then he nods to her.
"As much as it pains me to have you move from this space...I could do so, but only if you are not on my lap as you are."
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Date: 2024-05-30 12:19 am (UTC)"You are already clad in sacred paint," he points out (helpfully) as he bucks his hips slightly towards her touch, rubbing his cock against her thigh. "And I have something else with which to decorate the 'altar'..."
Another kiss, and then he nods to her.
"As much as it pains me to have you move from this space...I could do so, but only if you are not on my lap as you are."