30 Theme OTP Challenge - Twelve: Making Out
His mouth swallowed the groan that escaped involuntarily from her mouth. He smirked against her lips, pushing his hand through her hair and tugging back a little, forcing the blonde to tilt her head back further and allow him to take further advantage of her state.
Piper's hands and fingers moved against his t-shirt, spread against the wide expanse of his back. All she could do from her position beneath him was that, shift her hands across him, and slightly move her torso and legs.
They were intertwined, their legs knit together, arms the same, causing difficulty if either of them tried to move.
Somewhere in the back of his mind, Hunter remembered they had something to do, something that they had been doing before they found themselves interlocked; yet for the life of him, he couldn't recall exactly what it had been.
It could not have been especially important.
Piper's neatly made bed had become swiftly unmade as soon as the two of them had hit it. The door was closed and locked, preve
bluster-squall
Add Media
Style