Wasn't it men that were supposed to be controlled by their urges? The thought that women everywhere had pent-up, undiscovered urges waiting to be discovered by a lucky man was certainly intriguing, but the thought that Febby was completely unique in her desires - that was more than intriguing; that was a turn-on.
He moaned against her lips, but much like before, pulled away without a moment's notice. A sheepish smile on his lips, her pulled her closer, holding her tight against his chest. The laughter came next, beginning as a silent shake of his shoulders and then slowly evolving into a quiet chuckle.
"And to think this is coming from the woman whose home I had to barge into because wouldn't come to my office for some damned paperwork." he asked, nudging his nose against hers. "We've gone from unwarranted punches to unplanned pregnancies - we're definitely a pair."
He moaned against her lips, but much like before, pulled away without a moment's notice. A sheepish smile on his lips, her pulled her closer, holding her tight against his chest. The laughter came next, beginning as a silent shake of his shoulders and then slowly evolving into a quiet chuckle.
"And to think this is coming from the woman whose home I had to barge into because wouldn't come to my office for some damned paperwork." he asked, nudging his nose against hers. "We've gone from unwarranted punches to unplanned pregnancies - we're definitely a pair."
— set by MJ! —