As he watched her hands flick open the snaps on his front, he thought he almost hadn't heard her correctly. She was saying to stay? That grin might have been more like a shark's. Pulling her hands away from his front, he finished the job briskly, and then cuffed her wrists, pressing them down against her sides while he looked her in the eye, drinking in the half-lidded expression that could only be called coquettish. Axe raised one hand to draw his thumb leisurely along the bottom lip that was so fascinating to him and cupped her chin, tilting her face up towards him. "Oh, I do not think you would have missed them, regardless."
A faint smirk tugged at his lips as the back of his hand smoothed down her neck and he leaned in to briefly kiss the side of her mouth, then away again. He turned his hand so his finger hooked onto her neckline whilst he slowly dragged it down, utter concentration puckering his brow for a second. With his other hand, he slid up her thigh, moving the material of her skirts with it, gliding to the side until he could hitch it around his waist in a flash, pulling her tightly around him.
"But here…" Axe kissed her deeply, aggressively, the trouble-making glint in his eye belying the sweet tone of his voice as the hand that had cupped her breast slid down, further down, until it reached the hem of the skirt that had been slowly yet steadily bunching up, "they might drown out some of the screaming."
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