singinghuntress

[Surprisingly, Namur is A-Ok with letting her take control of the kiss. Honestly, he doesn't have much kissing game- mostly for lack of pliable lips. But he loves it when a girl decides to kiss him into oblivion anyway. He returns the affection with his hands and his chest and his hips, and the occasional husky gasp for breath when she does something particularly hot. Rip gets her lip pulled between the points of his teeth; his knee hooked around her leg; and his fingertips fanning out along the base of her spine, questing under the hemline of her t-shirt, then sliding in almost a perfect line up the entirety of her back. When he reaches the top he curls his fingertips inward, pressing nails against her skin, and drags them down the way they came, changing pressure only when necessary to avoid getting stuck on any undergarments.]