A hard shudder works down his spine at that image as it plays out in his head.
"I am very good at hiding," he grunts softly, slipping one of his hands between her legs, tracing the henna that he knows still remains on the inside of her thigh, even if it has faded a bit. "Keeping the attention away from me. I would have found someplace to hide. An alcove...a rooftop...an abandoned window ledge..."
He smirks. "Nudge people if I had to, but my focus would be on you...and my hand on my cock, picturing instead it was your mouth wrapped around me."
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Date: 2024-07-18 02:48 am (UTC)"I am very good at hiding," he grunts softly, slipping one of his hands between her legs, tracing the henna that he knows still remains on the inside of her thigh, even if it has faded a bit. "Keeping the attention away from me. I would have found someplace to hide. An alcove...a rooftop...an abandoned window ledge..."
He smirks. "Nudge people if I had to, but my focus would be on you...and my hand on my cock, picturing instead it was your mouth wrapped around me."