[ Nuzzles drift down the nape of her neck, slender hips twisting as they mold around each other in a warm, seemingly safe little world. It's only with Billy, these days, that he lets anyone touch him like this or doles out the same with a sliver of regularity, much easier with Verity; she doesn't have trouble trusting him, whether for better or worse. That sense of belief is precious, luring him in.
Louder, he calls against her skin without looking up, ] Verity has a boy in her room!
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[ Nuzzles drift down the nape of her neck, slender hips twisting as they mold around each other in a warm, seemingly safe little world. It's only with Billy, these days, that he lets anyone touch him like this or doles out the same with a sliver of regularity, much easier with Verity; she doesn't have trouble trusting him, whether for better or worse. That sense of belief is precious, luring him in.
Louder, he calls against her skin without looking up, ] Verity has a boy in her room!