[ heart racing, breath catching, she lifts her tail so that the nightgown's hemline skims up, pooling above her waist. the room cool on the slivers of skin now bared to it, beyond Sholmes' view.
into his mouth, ] I will be gentle.
[ the button gives easily. she's practiced this many times before. and she takes her time gently untucking his shirttails, drawing his trousers open. ]
no subject
into his mouth, ] I will be gentle.
[ the button gives easily. she's practiced this many times before. and she takes her time gently untucking his shirttails, drawing his trousers open. ]