grenouille-rousse

 Gentle, nimble fingers curled around the strands of his hair and it made his head spin. Her lips were so soft against his and her hands were gently rested on his arms and chest. She held him so close, lips again pressing against his neck and face. His heart was pounding like crazy, head tilted and eyes heavy. He hadn't felt this in so long. His arms curled around her waist, mouth pressing to her's once more. She gasped softly as he laid her against the couch cushions, tucking his fingertips in the lining of her skirt. “Al!!” She gasped, nails scraping up the back of his neck. He shuddered and groaned low against h