[ Samatoki kisses back just as hungry as she is. He chases after her lips, after her mouth, teeth unabashedly crashing into hers as, tongue not at all dancing but pushing her own. He's desperate. He's needy. He doesn't want to touch Vietnam for his own sake because that feels wrong to him, but when she pulls away ever so slightly to ask him a question, he's breathless. Antsy. He responds honestly. ]
Keep going until I'm tired.
[ So honest.............. so gruff................... much wolfe. ]
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Keep going until I'm tired.
[ So honest.............. so gruff................... much wolfe. ]
I wanna.