HE COULDN’T BE ANYMORE SPEECHLESS. His lap now served her and her curves alone, the wolf unable to cultivate any reason for why she’d woken in the middle of the night, reaching peaks of desire most likely to blame on the hinted Cass in her breath. Did this boldness come from a part of her he had yet to learn about? Kit didn’t want to rule out any reason for these actions, whatever pushed her to bring herself onto his lap tonight might just wear off soon.. no? Long ago, their friendly sleepover hand ended with Sojin fast asleep on the couch, now her mouth was inches from his own and both hands explored the width of broad shoulders. Oak creaked underneath their united weight, the wolf still trying to figure out what to do with timid fingertips hovering on valley’d hips that ended up in a handful, even if he knew very well not to let himself far for such primal things and yet.. here she was, moving curved hips in the slightest way which could not be ignored. It didn’t take long for him to crack.
YOU WERE GOOD FRIENDS. Could it all just be carnal? Or was she acting on something more..? Toying never seemed like something Sojin would do, so it only made things more confusing, though as her tongue slipped against his ear, Kit had no way of holding himself back. This intimacy was unexpected, he almost felt bad, as if he were taking advantage of the messy state she’d become. Even so, he heard those cute little gasps in the midsts of a vodka haze still keeping him spellbound after sleep and it enveloped him, her. He left a path of light suckles against her neck, peppering gentle kisses down to her collarbone. His glasses were starting to fall off from the mess of curls atop his head, everything happening so fast but stopping.. it didn’t feel like an option now. She’d brought a heat to wounds long aching to be satiated and if the desk wasn’t all glass, he would’ve thrown her flat on her back.
