Mistletoe

[finalsteps]

Because I’m mobile, please imagine a gif of mistletoe.

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[peacetalks]

[he gently lets her go, kissing a hot path up her chest, collarbone, and neck, chuckling quietly as he speaks between kisses]

Forgive me, my love. I am simply hopeless when it comes to your breasts, I fear.

[he scatters kisses all over her neck, anywhere he can reach, before finally settling on her lips, his own warm and wanting]

[menphina]

As you- nnh!! should! They're... the most... exquisite breasts!!

[ She's encouraging, hand sliding up over the back of his neck and her thighs squeezing around his own lower body to press down in invitation, words scattered with gasps and needy sounds of pleasure until he mercifully kisses her. Her mouth moves across his, hungry and wanting, body tingling with want as she slides her hands down to unlace his shirt, not pulling it off yet. Just letting it fall loose so she can expose his upper body more. ]

Why... are you... so beautiful... I can... never hold back when I'm with you. Especially... here!

[ More needy, desperate kisses as she moves her hands over his chest to squeeze him too. ]

[peacetalks]

[he groans softly, his hips rising to meet hers, tugging open his tunic so she can touch his chest freely. his hands rove over her hips and back, down to her ass, lovingly squeezing it]

Tell me, my dear... what had you in mind for me tonight?