Michael smiled as his name dropped from her lips, bringing his fingers up to his mouth to suck them clean. He dragged himself up the length of her body, his head lolling on her shoulder, a leg wrapped possessively around her hips.
"You taste good," he said, seemingly to no one in particular, nipping gently at her throat.
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Date: 2008-06-26 08:22 pm (UTC)"You taste good," he said, seemingly to no one in particular, nipping gently at her throat.