Andy only made a noise somewhere between a snort of laughter and a sigh, mostly unmoving. She didn't want to move around too much and jostle the man actively staining a design into her skin.
"I'm lucky your husband remembers I can kill him seventeen different ways before breakfast if he does," she replied, only slightly muffled by the thigh on which her face rested, her discarded shirt balled up under to make a pillow.
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Date: 2020-09-12 03:17 am (UTC)"I'm lucky your husband remembers I can kill him seventeen different ways before breakfast if he does," she replied, only slightly muffled by the thigh on which her face rested, her discarded shirt balled up under to make a pillow.