T shivered at his growl, smiling softly at his shudder. "Yes, sir." She murmured softly, rising up to pull his mouth to hers in a rough kiss. She threaded one hand through his hair to tilt his head gently, reaching the other one behind her to undo the clasp of her bra. She moved only to toss it away, pressing herself back to him quickly afterwards.

Sage had chuckled slightly in response to her comment, finding the fact that she'd called him sir while he was in this position, but soon enough he'd shoved those thoughts from his mind when he noticed she'd moved to toss her bra to the side. When she pressed herself against him again, he moved his hands from her hips, running his fingers over her torso before hooking them around her shoulders and kissing her again when she moved in with another rough kiss.

T let out a small, appreciative sigh as he slid his hands up her body, tilting her head slightly to deepen the kiss. She slid her free hand down to work at his pants, fumbling slightly because her hand was shaking.

Sage had grinned when he noted the girls sigh, tightening his fingers on her shoulders, tilting his head when she did, giving her back just as much as she was giving him. He chuckled slightly when he felt her fumble with his pants, pressing against her hands and helping her out best he could until he felt them give and her toss them on the floor.

T tossed his pants away after a moment, huffing slightly at his chuckle. "Is something funny happening?" She mocked, lightly brushing her hips against his and dipping her head to whisper softly against the shell of his ear. "Because I'm not joking." She purred teasingly, shifting down to press a few kisses to his neck. "You can touch me, you know. I don't bite." She drawled softly, drifting her kisses down and across his chest.

Sage had snorted in response to her comments, wrinkling his nose slightly when she mentioned she didn't bite. "Yes you do," he mused. "That's exactly how you were distracting me and keeping me from doing anything but wriggle around like a dying fish," he mused, voice twinged with amusement. Though, his hands travelled downwards, to tug at her pants and slide them off after a moment, humming happily again when she kissed him more.

T giggled softly. "Alright, I only bite when I know you'll like it." She teased, chuckling as he moved to take off her pants. She helped him easily, lightly pulling her legs from them. "You're still not doing anything but wriggle around like a dying fish." She teased, pinning her hips to his again after a moment.

He snickered along with her comment, finding the whole conversation rather amusing. "That's your fault," he chirped, pecking her lips lightly and giving her a grin, grunting when she planted herself on top of him again. "There's only so much I can move around without throwing you onto the floor," he added. "And if you get jolted off of me then that's the opposite of what I'm wanting at this exact moment," he mused, grinning up at her, a hungry glint shining in his eyes.

"Maybe I like getting thrown around." T joked, slowly rocking her hips against his at his next comment. She pulled him into another, slightly deeper kiss, her fingers digging slightly into his shoulders for a moment as She got a grip over her control.

Sage had started to response, though once she rocked against him again, he'd simply let out another groan/growl of sorts, tightening his grip on her as she kissed him again, a sort of grin forming on his face as she pushed him deeper into the mattress. He found himself rather enjoying it this way...though as the girl kept kissing him, all he could think about was...well..her