[ The teasing drives her a little crazy, though she's not quite at the point of begging him for any more than what he's giving her. If anything, the whole night so far was like one long tease between them, and that had been quite enjoyable.
She breaks the kiss for a moment to gasp against his mouth in response to the firm touch, taking a moment to catch her breath, only to kiss him again with heat and want.
Bela gets the message fairly quickly, raking her nails lightly down his back before pressing her fingers in hard, trailing them up along his spine then across his shoulders and all the way down into the small of his back. ]
[ He moans into Bela's mouth, muscles rolling under her touch and ever more gooseflesh rising. James brings up the hand at her thigh and slips it beneath her top, fits his fingers along her ribcage like puzzle pieces, thumb brushing underboob. He breaks for air and to finally start peeling off what little layers they have, setting Bela down somewhat unceremoniously, trying to ease off the crop top with the hand already under it and boring a lustful gaze into her. ]
[ The moan makes her smile, taking pleasure in it. At least she has an idea of what he likes, but she could guess there was more where that came from. Bela hums quietly when his fingers start to explore, body arching slightly into the touch, liking how it felt.
She decides to help him out with the removal of the top, lifting her arms above her head and meets his gaze with a smile and a quick once-over. Difficult for her to not look, counting herself very lucky indeed. ]
[ It's too easy to mimic the smile as he tosses the shirt aside. The smile is erased with a lick of his lips, brought on by ogling Bela's bare breasts. ]
Damn.
[ The exclamation is a soft one, albeit slightly strained, and James hastily adds his shirt to the floor before moving to take both breasts into his hands, massaging one while thumbing the nipple of its opposite. He switches between watching himself touch her and watching her reaction. ]
[ The temptation to be cocky crosses her mind, so Bela just raises a brow playfully in response to his exclamation, as if to say 'I know.' Sometimes, she didn't have to use her words.
She does watch him remove his shirt with interest, despite seeing most of his chest already. Waiting to see what he does next. Her reaction is immediate, a soft moan falling from her lips as she presses in against his touch, wanting to feel more of it. Soon, her nipples begin to harden and she moans again, looking at him with a heated gaze. ]
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She breaks the kiss for a moment to gasp against his mouth in response to the firm touch, taking a moment to catch her breath, only to kiss him again with heat and want.
Bela gets the message fairly quickly, raking her nails lightly down his back before pressing her fingers in hard, trailing them up along his spine then across his shoulders and all the way down into the small of his back. ]
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She decides to help him out with the removal of the top, lifting her arms above her head and meets his gaze with a smile and a quick once-over. Difficult for her to not look, counting herself very lucky indeed. ]
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Damn.
[ The exclamation is a soft one, albeit slightly strained, and James hastily adds his shirt to the floor before moving to take both breasts into his hands, massaging one while thumbing the nipple of its opposite. He switches between watching himself touch her and watching her reaction. ]
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She does watch him remove his shirt with interest, despite seeing most of his chest already. Waiting to see what he does next. Her reaction is immediate, a soft moan falling from her lips as she presses in against his touch, wanting to feel more of it. Soon, her nipples begin to harden and she moans again, looking at him with a heated gaze. ]
Fade to black;