[ there's a thrill of being with someone new. caroline always feels it, that surge of excitement, the novelty of exploring a moment with someone new, of figuring out what the other person likes, of mapping someone's body with lips or hands or anything else. yeah, she's imagining the things they can do together, the many ways his body can move against her own, the way his mouth might feel lower. she may not know about the wolf but she has a pretty good sense that the man has stamina. and that he won't leave her feeling unsatisfied.
his instincts are good. very good. because the moment his mouth works along the pale skin of her neck, he draws a moan from her, soft and fluttering. her fingers move to grab at his hips, tugging him closer as he does the same thing. if he likes bossy, he's going to get it. because after she shrugs out of her jacket, letting it fall to the floor, she moves to push him against the nearest surface/wall, deft fingers working on the buttons of his vest.
she'll moan again the moment his lips find her pulse point. whether it's something she's always thought was hot or it's a vampire thing, she can't really remember anymore. but it only makes her more desperate to get him naked and she'll succeed in getting that vest off in less than a minute before she's already going for the shirt underneath. she doesn't care if this first time is heated, frenzied or frantic. she just feels her own wave of eagerness and hunger crash over her.]
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his instincts are good. very good. because the moment his mouth works along the pale skin of her neck, he draws a moan from her, soft and fluttering. her fingers move to grab at his hips, tugging him closer as he does the same thing. if he likes bossy, he's going to get it. because after she shrugs out of her jacket, letting it fall to the floor, she moves to push him against the nearest surface/wall, deft fingers working on the buttons of his vest.
she'll moan again the moment his lips find her pulse point. whether it's something she's always thought was hot or it's a vampire thing, she can't really remember anymore. but it only makes her more desperate to get him naked and she'll succeed in getting that vest off in less than a minute before she's already going for the shirt underneath. she doesn't care if this first time is heated, frenzied or frantic. she just feels her own wave of eagerness and hunger crash over her.]