Ashe could hardly blame her own arousal on anything but the adrenaline of the escape... though under the circumstances, where it was directed was no surprise. She shivered against him when his fingers brushed against her skin beneath the rags of her dress. Her hips shifted up against him, and if there'd been any doubt at all about how she intended to show her gratitude, the way they moved removed it.
"So are you," she whispered, her voice low and breathy. "Such strong hands..." Finally she closed the distance between their lips, pulling him into another passionate kiss. Normally she had more restraint than this, but even at the best of times Ashe was seldom content to sit and wait for what she wanted to come to her. She was used to taking it for herself.
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Date: 2016-03-23 06:19 am (UTC)"So are you," she whispered, her voice low and breathy. "Such strong hands..." Finally she closed the distance between their lips, pulling him into another passionate kiss. Normally she had more restraint than this, but even at the best of times Ashe was seldom content to sit and wait for what she wanted to come to her. She was used to taking it for herself.