[ An automated voice speaks because someone hasn't bothered to set up a proper voicemail. The only part in her voice is her name. ] You have reached Agent Texas. Leave a message at the tone.
[ She chuckles against her skin, giving another scrape of teeth. One of Cordelia's hand slides from Aral's arm to curl against Tex's stomach, sliding downward. Her fingertips start to dip lower past the waistband of the uniform pants when she glances at Aral. ]
[ Her light laugh is only broken when Cordelia's hand dips lower and her fingers dig further into Aral. As far as anchors go, he makes a damn good one and she nips teasingly at his lips. ]
I'd say this would be easier without the uniform in the way but... [ That'd ruin half the fun. ]
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failureisntachoice) wrote2015-09-11 12:57 pm
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Do you have any plans like that, love?
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[His hand brushes over the top of Cordelia's as hers makes their way down. His own slides up, brushing over her breast.]
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I'd say this would be easier without the uniform in the way but... [ That'd ruin half the fun. ]
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Aral and I are helping you break it in.