Necks were vulnerable, were dangerous, and maybe that's why it felt so sensitive, that exposure, that opening. It was good, it was almost alarming in that, especially when Blue nipped her. Being bitten had certain connotations, but this wasn't that sort of bite.
Tell it to her heart rate, she guessed. But even so, she didn't want her to stop, didn't have anything to add except a slightly groaned, "Yeah," fingers clutched in Blue's shirt; at some point she'd shifted almost completely from her side of the truck to practically straddle one of Blue's legs, she wasn't entirely certain when. "Yeah, that's- better," she added, voice thick.
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Date: 2017-01-10 07:05 am (UTC)Tell it to her heart rate, she guessed. But even so, she didn't want her to stop, didn't have anything to add except a slightly groaned, "Yeah," fingers clutched in Blue's shirt; at some point she'd shifted almost completely from her side of the truck to practically straddle one of Blue's legs, she wasn't entirely certain when. "Yeah, that's- better," she added, voice thick.