Date: 2009-03-03 04:30 am (UTC)
hell_in_highheels: (looking up smile)
She nods, her arms going around his neck. She presses her face to the side of his neck, breathing in his scent, holding him tight. Her voice is a hushed whisper, her words rushed. "Richard, tell me, what do I smell like to you?"
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