Again, a soft moan escaped her lips as her head tipped back and she ran her fingers over his shaved head. Her hips shifted against his, begging for something that he couldn't give her unless they got out of that club. Her brow furrowed as she shifted to gently push him back until they were off of the dancefloor and against the wall where it was a bit more hidden and her hand could slip down to rub against the front of his jeans as she began her exploration of his neck, careful not to leave marks without really allowing herself to think about just why it was that they couldn't leave marks. -- RD Present: The Boardwalk

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Date Posted: Fri, Dec 08 2006, 10:03pm PST
Author: Mal
Subject: Again, a soft moan escaped her lips as her head tipped back and she ran her fingers over his shaved head. Her hips shifted against his, begging for something that he couldn't give her unless they got out of that club. Her brow furrowed as she shifted to gently push him back until they were off of the dancefloor and against the wall where it was a bit more hidden and her hand could slip down to rub against the front of his jeans as she began her exploration of his neck, careful not to leave marks without really allowing herself to think about just why it was that they couldn't leave marks.
In reply to: Kato 's message, "
If you ever cross that line
I guarantee you
There'll be nothing to save you
" on Mon, Dec 04 2006, 10:28pm PST

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The sound that stuck in his throat was purely primal and his head dropped back against the wall while her lips wandered. In the slightly more private location, one hand lingered over her hip and the other pushed up beneath her top, his eyes tightly shut. He didn't want to do this here but their options were pretty limited. He just hated the idea of not being able to fully take advantage of the situation, but it seemed pretty much like it would be here or nowhere. "Mal..." There had been another thought to follow, but it was quickly lost - he couldn't focus on much except her tight flesh beneath his wandering hands, and the intense desire spreading throughout his body. (NT) -- Kato, Fri, Dec 08 2006, 10:11pm PST