[Her lips taste delicious - sweet and sour and vodka all mixed up, just perfect - and he quickly works to deepen it, hand moving to not-so-tentatively grab her leg, though it isn't an ungentle touch. He doesn't need her running off now.
After all, nobody would say it counted if she wasn't willing.]
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Date: 2009-02-11 06:32 am (UTC)After all, nobody would say it counted if she wasn't willing.]