[ whatever he's done -- dutch has done worse. that's the truth of it. there's a monster inside her and she's a weapon. it doesn't take turning on a lantern to make the monster come out.
so she has no right to judge him.
but that's not what she wants to be thinking of right now. she doesn't want to be thinking about anything at all, so she loses herself in the kiss, searching for one of his hands to drag it up her body, to press it against one of her breasts. above her shirt, sure, but the implication should be clear. she wants more than just kissing. ]
[ He doesn't make her wait, gives her breast a squeeze before slipping down and getting under the shirt, seeking out the same spot against warm skin as they kiss. ]
[ he's good at that. at figuring out what she wants and giving it to her. she arches her back a little, pressing against his broad hand. at the same time, she crosses her ankles behind his back and uses her legs to pull him even closer. ]
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so she has no right to judge him.
but that's not what she wants to be thinking of right now. she doesn't want to be thinking about anything at all, so she loses herself in the kiss, searching for one of his hands to drag it up her body, to press it against one of her breasts. above her shirt, sure, but the implication should be clear. she wants more than just kissing. ]
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