She hadn't pushed him off his seat, didn't slap him across the face for his impropriety, for all that he would have rightly deserved it. There was a note in her voice that kept him there, prompted him to place another soft, reverent kiss to her shoulder. What he desired, the sudden, fierce urge to take her to bed right then and there, warred with his sense of decency.
What Desmond really wanted most was for her to say his name like that again. Caught in a moment of uncertainty, breath shallow, he leaned in to close the distance between them and capture her mouth with his.
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Date: 2014-08-05 12:19 am (UTC)What Desmond really wanted most was for her to say his name like that again. Caught in a moment of uncertainty, breath shallow, he leaned in to close the distance between them and capture her mouth with his.