Funnily enough, 'butterfly-looking chick' could be a number of the ladies here that Rowan knows. They chuckle at the story, but make a note of Penny's room. They might want to find it some other time.
They let themself be turned to face him, then let out a low, pleased hum. Draping their slim arms around his neck, they push themself up on their toes to reach him, their chest against his. Padded as it is by the layers between them, there's no hint of breasts there, though there's nothing pushing against his hip either. "I ain't got no issues, no. No clothes off, though, you don't get to see nothing until we're behind locked doors." And more importantly, neither does anyone else who might happen to be passing. But with that warning given, they lean in to seal the deal, claiming his lips with enthusiasm and no small amount of experience. It's a kiss designed to tease, a promise of more hidden in hungry moans and little laps of their tongue against his lips, their fingers winding into the hair at the base of his skull.
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Date: 2021-06-30 11:19 pm (UTC)They let themself be turned to face him, then let out a low, pleased hum. Draping their slim arms around his neck, they push themself up on their toes to reach him, their chest against his. Padded as it is by the layers between them, there's no hint of breasts there, though there's nothing pushing against his hip either. "I ain't got no issues, no. No clothes off, though, you don't get to see nothing until we're behind locked doors." And more importantly, neither does anyone else who might happen to be passing. But with that warning given, they lean in to seal the deal, claiming his lips with enthusiasm and no small amount of experience. It's a kiss designed to tease, a promise of more hidden in hungry moans and little laps of their tongue against his lips, their fingers winding into the hair at the base of his skull.