Kennedy got lost in his admiring thoughts when suddenly he felt the towel being yanked off him. "You've been waiting to do that huh?" He teased before leaning down into her kiss, tilting his head slightly and deepening it even more. As the kissed deepened, he shifted a hand up and began to work on unbuttoning his shirt she had on.

"Ever since you put it on." Mercy nodded, wrapping her legs loosely around his waist as the kiss continued, and working to help him with his shirt. Her fingers were frenzied and slightly clumsy, shaky with eagerness.

Kennedy left out a soft snort at her comment as he held the kiss, he quickly finished unbuttoning his shirt with the help of his love. He then took one of her shakey hands and held it gently while his other hand went up and undid her bra, removing it then taking the same hand and messaging her breast softly

As his shirt was undone, she pulled it off and tossed it aside. When he grabbed one of her hands, she took the other and laced it in his hair gently. She let out a soft whimper as he continued pulling him into her slightly with her legs.

When she pulled him closer he being to rub up against her gently. He let out a quiet groan of pleasure before looking at her "Can I..." His voice trailed off as another groan replaced his sentence

Mercy gave an urgent nod at his words, leaning up to pull him into a rough, needy kiss as she gave him a playful yank with her legs. She tightened her grip on his hair in excitement.

Kennedy didn't waste a second as soon as he got her permission. He leaned down kissing her back just as roughly as he pulled her skirt (I forgot what she was wearing TvT ) off. Holding the kiss he shifted himself more up getting into a better position (Skip?)

Yeah!))

Mercy was still trembling slightly, her head leaned forward to lay on his shoulder and her eyes closed. Her breathing was heavy and she was gently clutching at Kennedy, her hands on his chest and in his hair.

Kennedy chest heaved gently up and down as he tried to catch his breathe again. He gently held onto Mercy as he buried his head into the crook of her neck and giving her a gentle kiss. He noticed that she was still slightly trembling so he spoke up "You doing okay, love?" He whispered quietly in her ear.

Mercy gave a faint smile as he buried his head into the crook of her neck, barely calming down from the sensory overload. She nodded softly at his question, curling closer to him. "Yes." She whispered breathlessly, twirling his hair through her fingers gently.