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"Whenever you want." She responded. |
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Dylan smiled and kissed her, slowly but building. |
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She fiddled with his hair, letting him kiss her. |
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Dylan broke the kiss for a moment, yanking his shirt over his head, then returning to kissing her. |
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"You got abs. Hot." Lilith complimented. |
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Dylan smiled. "Thank you," he chuckled, slipping a gentle hand underneath her shirt, resting his hand on her bare waist. |
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(We're gonna have to skip the smut, cause it's against the rules. I don't want you to get into trouble.) "Holy-- your hands are cold." She squeaked. |
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Dylan pulled his hand back. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. ( Yeah, ofc ) |
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Chilly and Clear with Dropping Temps
