[ ichiro's not the only one laughing, because roxy's trying her best to bite back the worst of her giggles against his neck. the hand on him is delicate because roxy doesn't want to do anything to accidentally scratch or tug too intensely. ]
Yeah, but you laughed. [ kissing his skin as her laugh finally dies down, roxy steps back just enough to finally be able to open the panels of those baggy pants, pushing them down on his hips. unfortunately this means ichiro's grip on her ass has to loosen somewhat, but... if all goes her way, this won't end without his hands there again.
her lips travel over his jugular, up to the line of his jaw as her hands busy themselves, one steadying his pants while the other lifts his shirt. god, fuck, he's finely cut; her breath shortens. this is the point of no return, and she feels her nerves sneak up on her again.
one last kiss. she'll steal one last kiss before roxy eases herself onto her knees in front of him, lips traveling over the etched muscle of his hip. ]
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Yeah, but you laughed. [ kissing his skin as her laugh finally dies down, roxy steps back just enough to finally be able to open the panels of those baggy pants, pushing them down on his hips. unfortunately this means ichiro's grip on her ass has to loosen somewhat, but... if all goes her way, this won't end without his hands there again.
her lips travel over his jugular, up to the line of his jaw as her hands busy themselves, one steadying his pants while the other lifts his shirt. god, fuck, he's finely cut; her breath shortens. this is the point of no return, and she feels her nerves sneak up on her again.
one last kiss. she'll steal one last kiss before roxy eases herself onto her knees in front of him, lips traveling over the etched muscle of his hip. ]