"Tell me what you want," she says, voice heavy and rich. She cups the back of his neck and unbuttons the few buttons she'd done up in the first place, letting a line of soft brown skin go uninterrupted all the way down to the waistline of the comfortable lounge pants she was still wearing, the contrast of Kaz's bright white shirt brilliant against her skin.
"Tell me what you'd like, and I'll let you know what you can have."
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
no subject
Date: 2018-10-15 08:31 pm (UTC)"Tell me what you'd like, and I'll let you know what you can have."