Connor has plenty of scruffy, and it's grown out enough to not be sandpaper-rough, anymore. He moans quietly a few times, and when he does she can feel the vibration through his throat. By now he's collapsed into the couch, breathing as if he's just run a marathon. First he kisses her forehead, because with her at his throat that's all he can reach, but one hand guides her head to tilt up again so her lips meet his, and his kisses are getting very passionate now. When they come up for air again he murmurs breathlessly, "Is this... are you sure?"
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Date: 2010-09-28 01:43 pm (UTC)