Her mouth on his came as a surprise, but Geralt accepted it gracefully, kissing back, moving against her. He backed them up toward the edge of the table by the window, until he could rest both palms against it, fingers curling in pleasure.
"Glad we got that talked through," he murmured, around the kiss. He broke off eventually, not because he needed the breath, but because he wanted to see her, stare into her eyes from that close.
The light of the kitchen caught her skin, making it look powdery, glowing.
"You staying here or should I think about putting dry boots on and walking you home?"
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Date: 2017-09-18 08:21 am (UTC)"Glad we got that talked through," he murmured, around the kiss. He broke off eventually, not because he needed the breath, but because he wanted to see her, stare into her eyes from that close.
The light of the kitchen caught her skin, making it look powdery, glowing.
"You staying here or should I think about putting dry boots on and walking you home?"