[ That's what he was asking, and upon receiving confirmation, he simply sweeps her up into his arms and heads upstairs to the unoccupied guest room. He's tongue-tied and blushing, but his movements are sure and steady. ]
[Faith lets out a little shocked laughter and Benton pulls her up into his arms, but can't deny that it does feel nice to be carried. It's actually pretty hot actually. As he goes up the stairs, Faith presses her lips over his flushed skin, even playfully biting him, dragging along his collarbone.
She leans closer before they make their way into the bedroom, whispering into his ear before capturing the lobe between teeth.]
You should carry me around more often. It's making me wet.
You do that... [Faith hums against his neck, warmth spreading through her in seeing his reaction to that. She enjoyed knowing the kind of effect she could have on him.]
[ Once he has himself even slightly under control, enough to make his legs work again, he steps in and kicks the door shut behind them, then sets Faith down on the bed and climbs over her, leaning down to kiss her immediately. ]
[As he crawls on top of her and moves to kiss her, she arches up to meet him, hands clutching the sides of his face. Her tongue slides eagerly into his mouth. It takes a while for her to finally come back up for air.]
Been thinking about you all day. I missed you. [She missed doing this with him. Sure, she saw him around in town, but there was so much she couldn't act on out there where anyone could see.]
[ All he's wearing is a T-shirt, which is unusual for him—usually he only wears those as undershirts—so she peels it off him and finds skin instead of more layers of clothes. He sits up to chuck it off the bed and then, now that he has space, goes for her shirt in turn. ]
[She lifts her hands over her head so he can get off her tank top revealing a black lace bra underneath, Faith sits up so that she can reach the hooks at her back and get that off too, tossing it aside.
Already starting in on her pants and underwear to shimmy them off, her eyes don't leave him for a second.]
[ Her name on his lips is a paean. It demands no response, but the way he says it, the way he looks at her when he says it, speaks volumes of admiration and amazement.
His hands are hovering close to her, not wanting to get in her way as she undresses, but unwilling to go too far away. ]
[Her name on his lips, makes her shiver, and her cheeks flush at the way he's looking down at her. Benton has a way of making her beautiful in ways no one else could. She knows she's hot, but the reverence is different than anything she's ever experienced.
Getting the rest of her clothes off, she leans up to kiss him, mumbling against his lips.] I love you.
[She holds back a giggle as his fingers move over her skin, trying to keep it back. Her skin is flush, heat rising.]
That tickles... [Faith doesn't seem to mind though, leaning back and letting him do his wandering, curious if that hand had a planned destination or not.]
[ Although he doesn't sound particularly sorry, he stops that and squeezes the top of her thigh in another, silent apology before sliding his index finger in a gentle circle around her clit. ]
Hopefully, you're about to make it up to m-- [She's cut off by a sharp moan as he teases around her clit, shuddering a bit and her legs spreading wider, eager.]
[ Encouraged, he pauses to pop his finger in his mouth for a second, so that when he resumes teasing her, he can glide easily over her skin, working in quick little circles. ]
[She's already pretty wet, but each circle of his fingers makes her even more aroused, shivering as he finds a particularly sensitive spot, eyes fluttering shut.]
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She leans closer before they make their way into the bedroom, whispering into his ear before capturing the lobe between teeth.]
You should carry me around more often. It's making me wet.
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I'll—absolutely keep that in mind.
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[ Once he has himself even slightly under control, enough to make his legs work again, he steps in and kicks the door shut behind them, then sets Faith down on the bed and climbs over her, leaning down to kiss her immediately. ]
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Been thinking about you all day. I missed you. [She missed doing this with him. Sure, she saw him around in town, but there was so much she couldn't act on out there where anyone could see.]
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[ He kisses her again, insatiable. ]
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Already starting in on her pants and underwear to shimmy them off, her eyes don't leave him for a second.]
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[ Her name on his lips is a paean. It demands no response, but the way he says it, the way he looks at her when he says it, speaks volumes of admiration and amazement.
His hands are hovering close to her, not wanting to get in her way as she undresses, but unwilling to go too far away. ]
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Getting the rest of her clothes off, she leans up to kiss him, mumbling against his lips.] I love you.
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[ He walks his fingers down the centre of her chest, between her breasts, teasingly slow. ]
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That tickles... [Faith doesn't seem to mind though, leaning back and letting him do his wandering, curious if that hand had a planned destination or not.]
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[ Although he doesn't sound particularly sorry, he stops that and squeezes the top of her thigh in another, silent apology before sliding his index finger in a gentle circle around her clit. ]
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That's... that's a good start.
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Fraser... [Faith breaths out, almost pleading.]
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[ His smile is smug as hell, but his voice, while composed, is somehow also pleading. ]
Command me.
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Make me cum with your mouth and then kiss me when you're done. I want to taste myself on your tongue.