[ He just meets her eyes without acknowledging it at first, touch still gentle, thumb stroking a soft line against her neck. ] Making sure anyone else knows you got there first? [ Another soft line before his grip tightens a little, a firm line of pressure against her throat. ]
Mm, yeah. They need to know you're mine. [ The pressure makes her breath catch, and she looks absolutely delighted. She doesn't try to pull away, letting him do as he pleases. ]
Possessive. [ It's a teasing reprimand, not a real one. Not like he has any room to talk with the way he acts, or with those bruises still standing bright against her skin. The careful pressure increases, only momentarily tight enough to make breathing difficult before backing off a little. ]
[ There's something so blissful about this, with Nate more than anyone else. Letting someone have their hand around her neck requires a lot of trust, and frankly, there's no one she trusts more. It's a terrifying thought, but it's also reassuring. Safe.
Her eyes close briefly as his grip tightens, panting slightly once she catches her breath again. She's flushed, eyes bright full of desire. More than desire - need. ] Doesn't sound like you're complaining.
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Date: 2024-12-20 12:37 am (UTC)Her eyes close briefly as his grip tightens, panting slightly once she catches her breath again. She's flushed, eyes bright full of desire. More than desire - need. ] Doesn't sound like you're complaining.