given their recent stint in the press for that leaked sex tape, they shouldn’t be doing this so publicly, and yet she doesn’t care.
lips meet his hungrily, desperately even, fingers already moving for his belt. fuck this is so risky . .
practically awe struck by the surprise of it all seeing as he’s been so distant lately . . turns out he’d been planning this whole time.
“ chou, what is all this ? ” smiling, bare feet treading on petals. god, she’s so lucky.
hand in hand with @coeurtombant , leading her down the hallway of their seaside home. rose petals littered along the floor, leading towards the bedroom.
𝐣𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭-𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧.
the feeling of him grinding against her naked core made her shiver but she won’t cave so easy, despite how soaked she is.
“ hmm, non . . ”
a lie, smirking even as she said it. turning her face away from his.
his hands already start to guide her hips, gently grinding her core against his.
“ why, is it working ? ”
he whispered, leaning closer to her own lips, hot breaths pressing against one another. he steals a quick kiss, just a peck, for now.
without thought she lets him move her to his lap, laughing to herself at his eagerness.
“ are you trying to seduce me, mon amour ? ”
she teased, turning her head slightly to bring her face closer to his. amused.
it’s never enough with her.
strong arms snake around her slender frame, pulling her right into his lap underneath silk sheets.
“ mhm — wonder why . . ” he whispered, hands wandering and roaming along her toned sides.
encore ? last night wasn’t enough ?
not that she’s complaining, at all, laughing as he pulls her back into the bed.
“ somebody is all worked up this morning, hm ? ”