Jill/Clive - h/c meme 18+

[wardenofice]

[Oh. Oh, she definitely noticed. When he speaks, asking her to stay, she almost couldn't form an answer. He was quite distracting - or at least another part of him besides his voice. His hands explore her hair and it does things to her too. He makes her feel beautiful and maybe even desirable, if their current predicament was any indication.

Gods, she could have just left it alone. She should have, but then he's asking that she stay and it makes her want to kiss him harder and her hips rock to meet his. Yes, Clive. She noticed. Sleep be damned, really. At least for the moment. Sleep could come to claim them after whatever this was between them was satisfied.]

Were you hoping I wouldn't notice, Lord Rosfield?

[She's teasing him with the way she calls him 'Lord', but not in a way that showed she was upset with him. It was an easy way, as it had always been with them when they were children. The were not children any longer, that much was clear. They were here in his bed, him half aroused and her with his shirt trying it's best not to fall off of her. It was putting up a valiant effort and he's lucky his night clothes aren't quite so tight or he might be more uncomfortable than he is right now.]