She couldn't wait for his hair to grow back just so she could pull it at those moments. She was going to have to insist. Shifting against him, she got herself where she could rub against his hip. "You are a tease. A wicked wicked tease." There was no upset in her tone, only hope.
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Date: 2014-07-19 05:32 pm (UTC)