[So she's impatient. It's not her fault. Ginny arches up to him, letting his hand guide her hips to press to his and she rolls them, just once, against him as she parts her lips to the kiss and deepens it. Her hands, however, are just as busy and release his jacket to work on unknotting his tie, unbuttoning his shirt—and it's all a little more difficult when everything is wet and clinging but she manages well enough.
And yeah, she doesn't much care for the fact that they're still outside.]
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And yeah, she doesn't much care for the fact that they're still outside.]