[ Buck would very much like to think he's a strong-willed person. Steady, unwavering. Resilient, even. But when he's around her, any chance he has of controlling himself goes out the window. It doesn't take much with her. Just the way she pleads with him for stimulation, how her body arches into his. He can feel how badly she wants it -- just as badly as he does -- and all he wants to do is give it to her.
He chuckles softly at her impatience against the side of her neck, letting his breath tickle over her skin before starting to kiss down. Over the curve of her breast, pausing for just a moment to tease his tongue against her pert nipple.
He could worship her body like this for hours. Tracing soft curves with his hands, memorizing each dip and crevice and scar with wandering fingers. Tasting every inch of her body with his tongue. And as ridiculously hot as it would be to work her up slowly until she's really squirming and pleading, he doesn't want to deny her what she wants.
Or what he wants, truthfully. It may be one of his very favorite places to be, right between her legs. When his mouth reaches the bottom of her ribs, he leans back and sits up, hands making quick work of the button and zipper of her jeans. He tugs them down and off, letting them drop to the floor and leaving her laid out in just her underwear. ]
You're beautiful, Rey. [ His voice is soft, a little hoarse from his own arousal. As he leans down, giving her one quick, heated kiss, he also scoots a little further back on the bed. His mouth retraces its previous descent, trailing down her chest, over her breast, but not stopping as he did before. His lips trail lower, past her ribs and along her stomach as he shifts lower on the bed. ]
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He chuckles softly at her impatience against the side of her neck, letting his breath tickle over her skin before starting to kiss down. Over the curve of her breast, pausing for just a moment to tease his tongue against her pert nipple.
He could worship her body like this for hours. Tracing soft curves with his hands, memorizing each dip and crevice and scar with wandering fingers. Tasting every inch of her body with his tongue. And as ridiculously hot as it would be to work her up slowly until she's really squirming and pleading, he doesn't want to deny her what she wants.
Or what he wants, truthfully. It may be one of his very favorite places to be, right between her legs. When his mouth reaches the bottom of her ribs, he leans back and sits up, hands making quick work of the button and zipper of her jeans. He tugs them down and off, letting them drop to the floor and leaving her laid out in just her underwear. ]
You're beautiful, Rey. [ His voice is soft, a little hoarse from his own arousal. As he leans down, giving her one quick, heated kiss, he also scoots a little further back on the bed. His mouth retraces its previous descent, trailing down her chest, over her breast, but not stopping as he did before. His lips trail lower, past her ribs and along her stomach as he shifts lower on the bed. ]