[Sniper groaned in frustration as she squirmed in his lap. With his arm still in a sling, he only had one hand to work with, the other only able to reach her side- he gripped at the fabric that was there, taking in the texture between his fingertips.
His lips parted from her neck briefly as he was forced to breathe, the feeling of her moving against him getting him worked up. He grinned as he pressed himself to her neck once more, liking the amount of control he'd been given.
His hand continued its own survey as he felt the smooth fabric of her undergarments, fingers rubbing her in a very inappropriate place. They were only there for a few seconds before he paused, trying to gauge her reaction to see if he was doing something right.]
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Date: 2012-02-02 06:36 pm (UTC)His lips parted from her neck briefly as he was forced to breathe, the feeling of her moving against him getting him worked up. He grinned as he pressed himself to her neck once more, liking the amount of control he'd been given.
His hand continued its own survey as he felt the smooth fabric of her undergarments, fingers rubbing her in a very inappropriate place. They were only there for a few seconds before he paused, trying to gauge her reaction to see if he was doing something right.]