Victor murmured in Spanish into Olive's collarbone. He'd imagined this moment, the clothes coming off part, more or less daily for months and now it was here, and her hands were on him, and he wanted to stay like this as long as they possibly could.
His lips curved up in a smile as his hands kept roaming over her upper body, with one occasionally straying to her legs.
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Date: 2013-02-27 09:38 pm (UTC)His lips curved up in a smile as his hands kept roaming over her upper body, with one occasionally straying to her legs.