[Her knees press against his sides for certain things - like how he coaxes her out of her shirt and top with relative ease, the way her body fits against his grip, those things. Shaking her head to get stray hairs back in place, there's no time wasted in getting arms around his neck and sliding back into that kiss.
There's a noise in it, something quick while her head spins, needy. Kicking her boots off with some trouble, Tess brings a leg up to hook it around Joel's waist before drawing the kiss out as long as she can. Usually she'd make a comment about location, but that can wait.
Fisting the folds of his shirt, Tess drags her own tongue against his bottom lip.]
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There's a noise in it, something quick while her head spins, needy. Kicking her boots off with some trouble, Tess brings a leg up to hook it around Joel's waist before drawing the kiss out as long as she can. Usually she'd make a comment about location, but that can wait.
Fisting the folds of his shirt, Tess drags her own tongue against his bottom lip.]