[It doesn't take him long at all for his hands to get right back on her, where they fucking belong. She's still got a pesky bra on, but that'd be taken care of in good time. Which meant probably in the next minute or so.]

It's the moisturizer. Bitches love moisturizer.

[He nips softly just under her ear before finding her pulse, lingering there for a moment. Fuck, it's faster already. And yeah, he can feel that lipstick and fuck if he cares. They're both gonna have some marks, he figures, by the time they're done.

And ... ugh. Even that little teasing just sends a livewire right to his groin and he grinds into her when they come flush again. Little Strider was already at full mast and definitely wanted to be coming out to play soon.]