Scars on the outside didn't scar her anymore than the scars on the inside. She had enough of them of her own that if they showed, she'd be as marked up as him. Those marks weren't something he did to himself, which was more than she could say about some of hers. She worked down, nipping and kissing, until she realized her hands were shaking.
Just for fun, she dropped one hand lower, brushing over his crotch lightly. She wondered if he'd jump.
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Date: 2014-07-07 07:51 pm (UTC)Just for fun, she dropped one hand lower, brushing over his crotch lightly. She wondered if he'd jump.