2nd Person: Make out session
She had no clue as to why she’d just done that. Lord mercy would someone give her a bloody answer? Or perhaps knock some sense into her? Uneven breaths are being mattered, and spurred across his lips, and warm skin as her tongue continues it’s very thorough exploration of the Time Lords mouth. It wasn’t sweet to the tongue, but it was sure as hell addictive. Not that she would ever tell him of her thoughts while her tongue had been half down his throat, ecstasy flooding throughout her body as she strived to bring him closer, flattening her body against his just to get the outline of every curve pressed against her.