[ Every time she moves, Baby has to swallow down a noise, his body reacting the only way it was every going to react, arousal wrapping up around him, making him feel heavier, breathing harder as he looks up at Sansa.
It's only just moments that they're not kissing before it resumes, Baby surging up to capture her mouth with his, the kiss a little more urgent, one of his hands sliding up to cup the back of her head, the other sliding down to rest low on her waist as he groans helplessly, keeping Sansa as close as he can. ]
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It's only just moments that they're not kissing before it resumes, Baby surging up to capture her mouth with his, the kiss a little more urgent, one of his hands sliding up to cup the back of her head, the other sliding down to rest low on her waist as he groans helplessly, keeping Sansa as close as he can. ]