[Alice laughs quietly and responds with a kiss, loving, but heated and hot as she presses right against him. One leg hitches up to wrap around him as her hands brush lightly against his wings, caressing the wingbone and stroking over feathers. She continues to guide him back toward the bed, only needing one final push to have him down on it.
But that push never comes. She'll savor the kiss and wind him up just a little more before she untangles and struts over to the closet to pick out her clothes for the day.]
[Action, February 12th]
But that push never comes. She'll savor the kiss and wind him up just a little more before she untangles and struts over to the closet to pick out her clothes for the day.]