Head falling forward, Rachel moaned softly, giving the occasional pleasured gasp when he nibbled somewhere she liked. She felt like she had a fever, a little light-headed and giddy, and the remaining clothes she was wearing just didn't seem to fit right. Especially since she could feel his hands pressing into her, and had to do it through the jeans she was wearing.
Chuckling a little from the back of her throat, she arched against him a bit and asked, "Since you're down there, mind helping me get these pants off? Think we'll both feel a lot better." It was a little strange, asking, she'd never had to do it before, telepathic urges or in Aidan's case a complete lack of clothing to begin with had usually done it for her. It was different.
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Date: 2012-03-03 02:34 am (UTC)Chuckling a little from the back of her throat, she arched against him a bit and asked, "Since you're down there, mind helping me get these pants off? Think we'll both feel a lot better." It was a little strange, asking, she'd never had to do it before, telepathic urges or in Aidan's case a complete lack of clothing to begin with had usually done it for her. It was different.