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SAM WILSON (34) Military veteran and counselor at the VA back home in DC. I like to cook, am learning to bake, and I can fly. I also like to go running, so if you see me around, come say hi!

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[wingmate]

[ His lips part in a sigh when she pulls him back in, more than willing to allow her what she wants. He tastes as well, and the hand at her hip busies itself, fingers slipping under the hem of her top to stroke against bare skin. ]

[boutant]

[ The touch of skin on skin has her shiver and a quiet, pleased noise escapes her mouth and into his. She breaks the kiss only to breathe, stroking the muscles of his back and his sides through his shirt instead of pulling away. ]

I could keep doing that, [ she murmurs, for his ears only, eyes darker than usual as she looks up at him. ]

[wingmate]

[ A shiver works its way down his spine though whether it's from her touch or the effect of her expression on him is unclear. Not like it matters right now. ]

Or --?

[ Because it sounds like there's an "or" in that sentence somewhere. He leans in to steal another teasing kiss, though just a quick one. ]

Gotta admit, I do like you doing that.

[boutant]

Or, [ she echoes, but stops, distracted by the stolen kiss and stealing her own in return -- against his jaw this time, then another further along with a hint of teeth. ]

Or there are other places in this apartment where I could keep doing that and we don't have to worry about dogs interrupting.

[wingmate]

Dogs and other spectators?

[ Sam chuckles quietly, tracing random patterns along her skin with his fingers. ]

You're sure no one will mind us disappearing just like that?

[boutant]

We wouldn't be the first.

[ Johnny had done so already, gone because he'd heard a noise and come back later with obvious sex hair.

She kisses his neck this time, sighing happily at the touch of his fingertips. ]

The best, maybe.