His immediate thought is to tug on her lower lip with his teeth, rile her up some more, and he does so, opening his dark eyes to stare at her before releasing the skin. He attacks her mouth then, kissing her harder and more passionately.
"On a scale of one to- to ten," he breathes between kisses, "How awkward would it be for Arthur to walk in on us? One being no awkwardness, ten being... arriving at a wedding in wellies?"
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Date: 2016-12-03 08:04 am (UTC)"On a scale of one to- to ten," he breathes between kisses, "How awkward would it be for Arthur to walk in on us? One being no awkwardness, ten being... arriving at a wedding in wellies?"