[ Izzy will happily take a delayed answer if it means more time spent kissing him. Actually, she'll postpone or give up any number of things in favor of this right here: his hands in her hair, his lips teasing hers, her hands able to freely explore his torso and feel the defined muscles flexing as he moves.
A pleased sound falls from her lips as they part for him, her hands exploring down his stomach. They settle just above the waist of his pants, palms pressed to the bit of the 'V' his hips make that peeks out from beneath the fabric. But they only stay there for a moment before sliding underneath him, pulling him with her as she rolls them over.
Her bent knees stay pressed to his hips while her fingers grasp his shirt, aiming to break apart just long enough to get it off him. ]
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A pleased sound falls from her lips as they part for him, her hands exploring down his stomach. They settle just above the waist of his pants, palms pressed to the bit of the 'V' his hips make that peeks out from beneath the fabric. But they only stay there for a moment before sliding underneath him, pulling him with her as she rolls them over.
Her bent knees stay pressed to his hips while her fingers grasp his shirt, aiming to break apart just long enough to get it off him. ]