saiden
When Weaver offered no resistance, Saiden's fingers grew more bold. Though they didn't creep further up her thigh, they rubbed with a bit more force, though it was still gentle. "We have ways to keep warm in Torchline too." It came out in a low and heated whisper.
As she took the bit of fish between her teeth, he laughed. Then, without hesitation, he leaned forward. Biting down on the other half of the fish, he kissed her. It was a soft kiss, at first at least, and he soon broke it off, biting his half of the fish as he did. "Tasty." Now it was his turn to smile invitingly and playfully.
As she took the bit of fish between her teeth, he laughed. Then, without hesitation, he leaned forward. Biting down on the other half of the fish, he kissed her. It was a soft kiss, at first at least, and he soon broke it off, biting his half of the fish as he did. "Tasty." Now it was his turn to smile invitingly and playfully.
