Shirt falling to the floor, Val let his fingertips trace over every bit of bare skin Jag offered him.
"You are... lovely," he murmured, his fingers roaming higher until he was caressing Jag's neck, and then leaning in to trace the line of his Jaw with his lips.
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Date: 2015-11-12 07:32 pm (UTC)"You are... lovely," he murmured, his fingers roaming higher until he was caressing Jag's neck, and then leaning in to trace the line of his Jaw with his lips.