The lifting of her skirts was tempting—almost too tempting—but he managed to resist the temptation by attacking her necks with his lips and teeth. While the scent of her perfume was familiar and soothing, her natural scent was intoxicating; he wasn't sure if he'd ever be able to forget it, particularly while he was waiting to see her again.
"... Love you... woman," he mumbled mindlessly between peppered kisses on her neck. He moved his knee up as he hovered over her, making a better effort to shift her skirts out of the way so he could press his hips into hers. He doubted going much further was even an option at this point (she had told him that there was a place for this, and their abandoned garden wasn't it), but he was willing to push it as far as he could until she told him to stop.
"... Love you... woman," he mumbled mindlessly between peppered kisses on her neck. He moved his knee up as he hovered over her, making a better effort to shift her skirts out of the way so he could press his hips into hers. He doubted going much further was even an option at this point (she had told him that there was a place for this, and their abandoned garden wasn't it), but he was willing to push it as far as he could until she told him to stop.
— set by MJ! —