[Vasquez pays no attention to the heels on the floor behind him, instead only caring about the kisses and the warmth of her body pressed to his. There's something in him that stirs the way it does when he's about to fight, like he's ready for this, and he's sure that she can feel his interest.]
Where is your bed? Let me put you there, then I will help.
[The interest in his eyes is clear about how very much he wants to get his hands on her and start to peel away that dress.]
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Where is your bed? Let me put you there, then I will help.
[The interest in his eyes is clear about how very much he wants to get his hands on her and start to peel away that dress.]