Rikku of the Al Bhed (
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2008-02-15 08:47 am (UTC)
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Rikku stilled, every nerve in her body on fire. He w-was ... his hand ... he ... his fingers were ...
Deep breath. Except that was a rather quick deep breath, she should take another one. Maybe another.
The plain orange panties were all that separated his questing fingers from ... er. Her. And she had no idea how she felt about that.
No, that wasn't true. Half of her wanted to sit up and find her shirt. And half of her wanted the panties
off
immediately. Sooner that that.
She pressed a light kiss against his lips and tried to figure out the percentages.
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Deep breath. Except that was a rather quick deep breath, she should take another one. Maybe another.
The plain orange panties were all that separated his questing fingers from ... er. Her. And she had no idea how she felt about that.
No, that wasn't true. Half of her wanted to sit up and find her shirt. And half of her wanted the panties off immediately. Sooner that that.
She pressed a light kiss against his lips and tried to figure out the percentages.