[Given how quickly he tends to roll out of bed in the mornings after he wakes up, Harrison is often more than happy to wrap himself up in a partner and just drift for a while. They can't exactly stay like this for long, but they have a few minutes before the position is going to force them to move. He's more than happy to stay put under the little touches she's giving him, everything is more sensitive after this.
And Gwen's murmur makes him smile and skim his fingers back down her back to settle just above her ass.] I think you might be right. Mm, forgive me if I'll need a little time to come up with the punishment for this one.
[ she shouldn't sound pleased with the idea of him thinking up a punishment for her, but she does, yep. after a little while though, once the buzzy-good-feelings start to settle, she finally sits up again, a hand pushing back through her hair while she looks at him properly for just a little bit. she leans in for one more slow kiss before she's scooting around a little bit, trying to get up off of his lap without sending the chair rolling one way or another. it's easy with her heightened sense of balance or whatever, but she still takes her time with it, yeah.
and of course, there's that really filthy second or two where she considers dropping to her knees again, wants to offer to help clean him up just to drive him a little crazy, but nope. no. they can't. it's already late-ish, and she's already been here longer than she intended to be. so instead she's just smiling to let him know that yeah, her brain went there for a moment, before she wanders off to go pick up her underwear and shorts off of the floor, find her shoes too ]
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And Gwen's murmur makes him smile and skim his fingers back down her back to settle just above her ass.] I think you might be right. Mm, forgive me if I'll need a little time to come up with the punishment for this one.
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[ she shouldn't sound pleased with the idea of him thinking up a punishment for her, but she does, yep. after a little while though, once the buzzy-good-feelings start to settle, she finally sits up again, a hand pushing back through her hair while she looks at him properly for just a little bit. she leans in for one more slow kiss before she's scooting around a little bit, trying to get up off of his lap without sending the chair rolling one way or another. it's easy with her heightened sense of balance or whatever, but she still takes her time with it, yeah.
and of course, there's that really filthy second or two where she considers dropping to her knees again, wants to offer to help clean him up just to drive him a little crazy, but nope. no. they can't. it's already late-ish, and she's already been here longer than she intended to be. so instead she's just smiling to let him know that yeah, her brain went there for a moment, before she wanders off to go pick up her underwear and shorts off of the floor, find her shoes too ]