[Thomas pants harshly, groaning into the sheets and only really starting to properly settle again when she presses that kiss to his cheek. And almost immediately he's shifting closer, running a hand over the curve of her hip slowly without opening his eyes.]
Mm, I should...
[Give him a minute, Chris. He wants to return the favor, he's just... tired, right now.
He pauses a moment, too, bites his lip because it's one thing to do things but another thing to suggest them, and the latter is... still a little daunting.]
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Mm, I should...
[Give him a minute, Chris. He wants to return the favor, he's just... tired, right now.
He pauses a moment, too, bites his lip because it's one thing to do things but another thing to suggest them, and the latter is... still a little daunting.]
Ne, next time I. Well.
Would you like it if I sucked it, next time?