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She lightly twitched, her hot insides screaming when he nipped her. “Mmmm… Bryson, stop that…” She hoped that her moan of saying stop really meant that she really wanted him to keep doing that.
She lightly twitched, her hot insides screaming when he nipped her. “Mmmm… Bryson, stop that…” She hoped that her moan of saying stop really meant that she really wanted him to keep doing that.
"No…" he murmured and repeated the action twice.
She lightly shook her head. Amusement filled her voice as she said, “You’re so stubborn!”
"And that's a bad thing?" he asked lightly, nipping again and again all around her neck, not staying in one specific place for too long.
She smiled. “No, not necessarily..” She leaned in and started to kiss the side of his face and neck in response to him.
Bryson grinned, switching back to kissing her neck rapidly.
She pulled herself back from him a little bit, pushing her head down back into the bed. She started messing with his hair again, a sly smile plastered on her face.
((Hey, since I’m running out of ways to respond, where should we be heading with this??))
(We could maybe figure out how to wrap it up, then timeskip to the part where [Roxy or Bryson (sorry, I forget)] is framed.)
((Lol it was Roxy who was framed. Hmm, yeah, that could work. Maybe we could say that she spent the night there, not wanting to go back home, and we can pick up in the morning, when she’s leaving? I think I have a plan.))
(Okay, sounds good!)
Bryson moaned loudly. His hair, his hair… "Stay," he begged.
The sly grin switched to that of a more serious expression. Massaging his scalp, she asked, “What do you mean by stay?”
"Stay here. Don't leave," he murmured, moving to kiss her lips again.
She softly smiled. After kissing him back, she dropped her arms to his back and squeezed. “I won’t leave, I promise.” She kissed him again.
Bryson smiled blissfully. He rolled yet again, pinning her beneath him. He brought his lips right beside her ear and whispered passionately, "Snapdragon."
Roxy started to make the pleased purring type sound again, already loving the way how he called her that. She ruffled his hair a little as a response, smirking at him.
He kissed her lips, then he moved to her jaw and kissed along her entire jawline. Then he kissed down her neck and shifted her shirt to kiss all the way to her shoulder without stopping.
The purring progressed and changed into a moan. After he was kissing her shoulder, part of her wanted to take off her shirt, allowing him access to there easier. She waited for him to make the first move or ask first, not wanting to force herself upon him. She pressed a kiss against his temple, making it long and passionate.
He broke off from her shoulder and moved his kisses back to her lips and did the same thing again, traveling to the opposite shoulder.
Deciding to give Bryson a hard time, Roxy smirked then muttered, “You seem to very well know what your doing… So, how many girlfriends have your have in the past, huh?”
Bryson turned a bright red before he could think. "Uh… One."
She paused. “Are you serious? You!? I would have thought you’d be drowning in girls, with how cute you are and everything.” Her voice had a tone of deep sincerity to it. She rubbed the back of his neck lightly.
Bryson bit his lip, trying not to think of his past. He changed the subject. "You said I'm cute?"
“I don’t know, did I??” She winked. She noticed the way he seemed uncomfortable, and she felt bad. She tried to hide it though, not wanting to make him feel worse.
"Mmm, I think yes," he said slyly. I'll tell her about Madelyn later, he promised himself.
Still feeling slightly off, and out of the mood, thanks to her opening her big mouth, she tried to shake the thought out of her head. “Are you sure,” she sarcastically asked in an accusing voice, raising an eyebrow.
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