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Date: 2012-02-09 02:10 pm (UTC)
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Grinning in response, Lily stretched out over the length of Sawyer's body, letting him draw her closer, her hands sliding down to either side of his neck. As she moved, her hips arched down slowly, creating friction between them, a purposeful movement as her lips found the line of his jaw. The hut was warm, the air heavy and Lily could feel her skin growing slick, his skin under her hands, under her mouth and he tasted of it as she dragged her teeth gently down the column of his throat.

She had no idea how a day that had started with toilet paper and magazines had ended up here, but she couldn't be bothered to think on it long. Only the promise of half a day was still there and she grinned again, unable to stop herself, her lips curving against his skin.

With another slow roll of her hips, she moved back to hover over him, meeting his gaze for a moment, that smile still in place before she leaned in to meet his mouth in another deep kiss. It was long, slow, her tongue tracing gently when her lips parted, a soft breath escaping. There was a part of her that genuinely thought she could do this all day, stay in this hut, in this bed, do whatever they wanted, forget that there was anything outside. At least for now.
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