The pressure, and the edge of pain made prickles along his skin. Made him growl a little as he kissed her, writhing between them. His fingers curled around her arm, claiming her, at least for the moment. Midir was likely next, as soon as he came within more comfortable reach.
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Date: 2006-11-02 02:01 pm (UTC)