₍ a skip of a heartbeat————a bite down on her lower lip; flushing of cheeks .. sheepishness evidential on soft facial features. orbs reappear, and they gaze down at his own. silence ensues, momentarily, ￬
( * its a scent unfamiliar — something entirely new to nostrils , although equally acknowledged with a faint hum. padded fingertips separate smaller assets, letting womanhood breathe in the coolness of the safe—room whilst head retreat to
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₍ pale—gray orbs flitter across his face ⁄ teeth biting down on her lower lip as a distraction to herself to ease the rising sheepish countenance upon her features. ₎ .. ₍ a simple nod———in ￬
( * or at least she thought——palms instinctively grabs soft backside, keeping the rookie agent firm atop battle—worn thighs. ) you’re here now, don’t think it’ll be easy trying to get off of me now.
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₍ * allowing her shirt to fall. ₎ ii i i——i wasn’t trying to scare you .. i——i’m sorry. ₍ shifting, she aims to move off from on top of him. and so she does, though not without an embarrassed blush ￬
