Her fingers had come up to cover the quivering in her lips. Xxnx um. …” The feeling of her hands was too much to allow any complete thoughts to pass through his head. “Fine, fine, but once people start coming in, no more kissing. She turned, slowly, and saw that he was, indeed, facing her, kneeling against a single knee, guitar balanced across the other, hope in his eyes. She began to bob, moving one hand to grip the base of his cock with the other resting against his thigh. His thrusts quickened at the light feel of her teeth, another moan escaping him. “Kairi… will you marry me?”
“Yes!” It was almost a gasp, but came without hesitation. “Yeah, Kairi?” Only a few feet stood between him and the bathroom.
