"I won't forget it," Gaius said, striding across the hall past her as she went to his space and he took his scant possessions with them to the other room, dropped them in the corner and was on Estinien in a heart beat. They could -- have room to move, to touch, to not have to bend or crouch worry about pine needles in their hair.
"We are going to fuck," he says, between harsh kisses, scraping his teeth long Estinien's lower lip. He is already working on the soft padded tunic, the leather breeches, "because I cannot be arsed to wait until we've both properly bathed. But after-- we are going to, and then I am sure we will find it in ourselves to fuck again."
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"We are going to fuck," he says, between harsh kisses, scraping his teeth long Estinien's lower lip. He is already working on the soft padded tunic, the leather breeches, "because I cannot be arsed to wait until we've both properly bathed. But after-- we are going to, and then I am sure we will find it in ourselves to fuck again."