[Far be it from him to complain about having his hair tugged at like that. He enjoys it, he always has, and damn, hearing her say his name like that, that's enough to make him willing to do just about anything. He'd be encouraging her with his words, too, if his mouth weren't otherwise occupied, but he thinks his tongue is plenty encouraging as it is. With as firm a grip on her thigh as he dares, he pulls her as close as he can, the fingers of his other hand working to rub against that sweet spot.]
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