[ he's missed the way she does that, her mouth against his, and when they break off he can't help the eagerness from bubbling over, the relief and his desire and pressing impatience from both of them drawing the start of a giddy chuckle out, though it's twisted and interrupted into something more desperate as they meet again.

it turns into a moan, quickly, and he shifts her weight against, just a little, so he can take full advantage of the newly exposed skin, his hands wishing they could cover every inch at once.

his tongue slips into her mouth, and he pushes against her, his body straining against hers. ]