[She's so sure that Arthur's hand is going to end up where she wants it that when it doesn't, when his fingers come so close to touching her and then slip right back down her thigh ineffectually, she comes very close to growling at him and demanding he fix the mistake he's made.
But then there's Henry, hands on her waist and putting her in his lap, and he distracts her with something new before her patience can wear thin. When he sighs like that she pulls away from Arthur, turns her head to catch Henry's lips when he tries to go on kissing along her neck. It should feel taboo, she thinks, to switch between them so easily, but she's too lost in how good it feels to be wanted to get too worked up by what's right and what's crossing a line.]
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Date: 2018-05-21 03:48 am (UTC)But then there's Henry, hands on her waist and putting her in his lap, and he distracts her with something new before her patience can wear thin. When he sighs like that she pulls away from Arthur, turns her head to catch Henry's lips when he tries to go on kissing along her neck. It should feel taboo, she thinks, to switch between them so easily, but she's too lost in how good it feels to be wanted to get too worked up by what's right and what's crossing a line.]