::Mmm, well. That might still be an ulterior motive, and I would have a clean back. And your hands would certainly not be wasted put to such use...:: Humming into the kiss to hide her laughter, Elita let the hand she'd had tangled with his trail up his arm instead, curling about the elbow-joint.
Fingers stroking over the joint, her other hand followed suit, mostly since with the way she was half-curled over him due to her leg, that was currently the easiest bit of him to reach.
::Thinking it or not, I'm sure we could... end up at the same line of code in the end.:: Because honestly? She couldn't see, with what she'd seen so far, that he'd be thinking of something truly outrageous or "strange". Hips canting into his touch as he wandered low, Elita moved her leg so she could rest it against the wheel on his shoulder, gently rubbing her heel against it.
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Date: 2012-06-22 10:55 pm (UTC)Fingers stroking over the joint, her other hand followed suit, mostly since with the way she was half-curled over him due to her leg, that was currently the easiest bit of him to reach.
::Thinking it or not, I'm sure we could... end up at the same line of code in the end.:: Because honestly? She couldn't see, with what she'd seen so far, that he'd be thinking of something truly outrageous or "strange". Hips canting into his touch as he wandered low, Elita moved her leg so she could rest it against the wheel on his shoulder, gently rubbing her heel against it.