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Sage couldn't help but chuckle when she spoke up again, letting her tug him towards her. He kissed her back happily, a light hum growing in his throat as she wrapped herself around him, and when the kiss had ended he left his face stuck close to hers, grinning down at her. "Well, you're pretty sexy yourself," he noted lightly. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste grinned. "Why thank you, my husband," she mused. She ran her nails over his cheek, down his neck, and to the collar of his shirt, all being gently, as if she didn't she would cut him. "Do you still need this?" she drawled, tugging at the collar of his shirt. |
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Sage grinned at her with a nod. "Of course, dearest," he purred, leaning into her touch and then cocking his head as if thinking about her question. "Hmmm....I suppose I could do without it, long as you keep me warm enough," he mused, mischevious grin forming on his face. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled. "Oh, I'll keep you warm, wolfie..." she drawled, a mischevious grin etching onto her lips. "Why don't we go upstairs for this one, darling..." she mused, looking him up and down, biting her lip. |
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Sage chuckled softly in response to her comments, humming along with a nod. "Well, that's ok then," he mused. At her next comment, he lifted her up and moved to carry her upstairs, sitting down on their bed after kicking their door closed. "This good enough for you, love," he purred, really just teasing her a little bit. |
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Celeste grinned, leaning back onto the bed. She smirked up at him, running her sharp nails down his neck again. "Mm..." she hummed thoughtfully. She caught the collar of his shirt under her nail and pulled, ripping the shirt in half all the way down. "There, that's much better..." she hummed, running her nails over his chest, lightly so she didn't cut him. |
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Sage felt a shiver run down his spine as he felt her nails move along his neck. It always did amuse him, how at ease he was with her doing then, when it wouldn't take much to tear his throat out. He knew she'd never do that, but still. He couldn't help but laugh when she tore the shirt, helping her wriggle it off his shoulders with a hum. "Is it now," he hummed, really just teasing a bit, leaning into her touch. |
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Celeste smiled up at him, tracing her nails down his chest, down his abs and slowly began to unbuckle his belt. "I think there's still to much clothes involved..." she whispered, leaning up and kissing him. |
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Sage shivered slightly as her hands moved lower, nodding his head alogn in response to her comment. "I think I quite agree," he noted, shifting slightly so she could tug the rest of his clothes off, watching the hunger in her eyes as she did so. Once he was done, he moved to tug at her own top with a grin, clearly enjoying all of this just as much as she was. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste smiled as he tugged off her clothes shifting so he could get at her clothes nice and easy. Before long, Celeste lay underneath Sage, arms and legs loosely wrapped around him, completely bare. "Is my Wolfie excited?" she teased lightly with a hum, smiling up at him. |
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