[Absolutely regretting it already. She catches herself last minute, her hands hovering above his back and his hair, and with a groan lets one drop to cover her eyes. The other falls at her side and twists in the bed sheets, so he can kiss her shoulder and make her shiver some more.
It's not like she can reach him with her mouth anymore, and that's a bittersweet loss. Because she selfishly likes being the center of his attention like this, and it builds her up and makes her skin feel hot.]
Shit -- you're supposed to actually let me particip-- ah...
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It's not like she can reach him with her mouth anymore, and that's a bittersweet loss. Because she selfishly likes being the center of his attention like this, and it builds her up and makes her skin feel hot.]
Shit -- you're supposed to actually let me particip-- ah...