She smiles back at Martin, belying the languidness of her lips with eyes that dark and heated. "My thoughts exactly, Captain."
Her fingers had been curled through Martin's hair as they kissed, short blunt nails just long enough to catch against his scalp; she pulls them away with a ruffle of his curls in order to help him and Izzy slide her bra strap down her arm and free. She reaches behind herself, instead, finding the nape of Izzy's neck and encouraging him closer to her, a suggestion he is more than happy to accommodate.
Martin's kisses make her arch back against Izzy's warm, solid body with a sigh that fades into something almost like a moan; he responds with an almost entirely unintelligible bass mumble, nuzzling against her nape as his hands stroke down her torso, fumbling-pushing down her boxers and trousers together until he can reach the softest skin at the highest point of her inner thighs.
Re: Scene 1: Quite Early One Morning
She smiles back at Martin, belying the languidness of her lips with eyes that dark and heated. "My thoughts exactly, Captain."
Her fingers had been curled through Martin's hair as they kissed, short blunt nails just long enough to catch against his scalp; she pulls them away with a ruffle of his curls in order to help him and Izzy slide her bra strap down her arm and free. She reaches behind herself, instead, finding the nape of Izzy's neck and encouraging him closer to her, a suggestion he is more than happy to accommodate.
Martin's kisses make her arch back against Izzy's warm, solid body with a sigh that fades into something almost like a moan; he responds with an almost entirely unintelligible bass mumble, nuzzling against her nape as his hands stroke down her torso, fumbling-pushing down her boxers and trousers together until he can reach the softest skin at the highest point of her inner thighs.