[ Just as she scores and gets her knee between his thighs, Joel's mouth has closed around the tip of her breast, tongue smoothing over and around her nipple. He groans against her, short, before his lips slip off of her breast on a wet sound. His eyes dart down her stomach and then he lifts his face to bring it close to hers, his lips then brushing her chin. ]
What're you thinkin' of doin', hm?
[ Joel moves a hand down to follow the lean line of her thigh, fingers curling behind it. He doesn't make to pull her leg free, not yet. He'll wait on her answer. ]
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What're you thinkin' of doin', hm?
[ Joel moves a hand down to follow the lean line of her thigh, fingers curling behind it. He doesn't make to pull her leg free, not yet. He'll wait on her answer. ]