Therese watched as he checked the alley, and her heart gave an extra thud, a special little kick in her chest. She was not sure what was coming over her tonight because the past few decisions she had made, the last she would for 1982, were going completely out of character for her. But---how could it be out of character if she was enjoying it so much? Rupert made her feel good, he did that a lot even when he wasn't kissing her like he needed her lips to breathe. What could possibly be wrong or out of character with doing something that seemed to have no consequences and could only make her feel invigorated and alive?
She couldn't resist. She kissed him again, slowly, deeply, her hands making sure not to grab hold of him just yet. They flattened against the brick behind her, the surface not as rough as she previously imagined. What if leaving this spot meant that the mystique and desire disappeared? Therese didn't want to lose that, not yet. She needed to hold on to this and for as long as possible. Her back arched against the wall, the friction between her body and Rupert's causing her to groan into his mouth. Therese dropped her head back against the brick and she twisted her tongue in her mouth, her eyes flitting over his face as her mind swirled. Merlin, Rupert was going to tease her so badly after this.
"Let's stay," she said, a quick smile flitting onto her face. Therese felt a flash of shyness overcome her for the first time during this session, and her hands went to the front of his robes to begin to unlatch the clasps, her gaze dropping to his lips before lifting back to his eyes. "Wouldn't want to miss the fireworks."
He better kiss her before she changed her mind.
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